Catherine's POV

I knew Noah was very smart, so I was in a pickle now.

In fact, I enjoyed talking to Noah most of the time. He had his way of thinking. And he could be very helpful sometimes.

But right now, I was reluctant to tell Noah my thoughts, because Noah was too sensible. I was worried that the dispute adults had would hurt him.

"Noah, mommy has to work. See? Mommy can't even draw with you standing here," I said, pointing to my messy painting.

Noah nodded and said, "Well, I will leave you to your work. But if you are treated unfairly, don't clam up. You can talk to daddy. He will help you feel better."

"It seems that your daddy is omnipotent in your eyes. Do you worship him?"

Noah snorted coldly, "I don't worship him!"

Noah was embarrassed. I laughed even more heartily.

Blake's POV

Around 7:30 pm, I returned to the lakeside villa.

As soon as I walked in, I saw a small pink figure jumping off the sofa and running straight towards me.

"Daddy, daddy..." Hedwig's voice was loud and happy. It was the sound I loved to hear the most every time I went home.

I held Hedwig in my arms, and I could not help but kiss her face again and again. "Are you still coughing?"

"A bit!" Hedwig said with a pout, deliberately coughed a few times, and then smiled wickedly. She said, "Daddy, have I infected you with my cough?"

I shook my head. "Of course not. I won't get sick. Look at how strong I am!"

"Does daddy exercise often? Mommy is not as healthy

catch a cold in the future, be careful not to infect her." Hearing her words,

know how to take care of mommy.

touched her head. "Did you play with Patricia and

them. Patricia taught me how to sing, and Emerson told

when I heard that my kids

mommy?" I

"Upstairs!" Hedwig pointed.

Hedwig on the sofa and said softly, "Hedwig, go ahead and

Hedwig pouted,

and it's mostly about work stuff. You won't understand!" I didn't want Hedwig to hear something she shouldn't

reluctantly and continued playing

look and couldn't help but chuckle. I turned around and

leaning against

he pointed in the direction of the

tips of my feet stepping on the stairs could not

going on? Why was Noah acting like

wanted to talk to me. What was he

you want to

dealing with Noah. His

And it's something

followed him in the direction of the

Noah jumped onto the sofa and sat down cross-legged. "Daddy, are you going to scold

asked curiously, "Why should

today. You're angry, aren't you?"

"Noah, how did

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