Catherine's POV

The parlor of the lakeside villa was brightly lit.

As I entered the door, I saw Patricia sitting on the sofa drinking coffee.

It was late, the kids must be asleep.

I had mixed feelings when facing Patricia.

We had been getting along very well. Patricia was a nice person who cared for her family.

It was a pity that we couldn't become a family.

"Ms. Wyatt, have a seat. We need to talk," Patricia put down the cup and said to me.

I nodded, and then I sat on the sofa next to me. Dowen asked a servant to bring me a cup of coffee.

"Blake has told you everything, right? I can only say sorry about this. You are not wrong, but we are not wrong either. Blake's mother left her two children and married your father. In any case, I hate your father and Blake's mother. They are selfish," Patricia said calmly.

I nodded. "I know. This is more than right or wrong. I understand."

"So, I didn't mean to ask you to leave Blake. I hope we can reach an agreement. After all, you have two kids with Blake. You can make requests..."

I raised my head and looked at Patricia. "There's none!"

"Not even money?" Patricia was a little surprised by my answer.

"No!" I said firmly. "I want nothing from you. I will go to see my father tomorrow. I want to see what kind of person he is and why he hurt you."

"He is not a bad guy. On the contrary, he must be a very nice and attractive man, or why would Blake's mother give up everything just to be with him?" Patricia said sarcastically.

"I'll go see him anyway. Grandma... No, I think I should call you Patricia. You and Blake have been kind to me, and I appreciate it. I have got a new place to live. I will move out. I hope you will give me a few more days," I said, fighting back my grief.

What about the kids?" Patricia

them decide for themselves. If they want to live here, I

want to come to you, I won't stand in their way either.

gone, but her words lingered in my

have been perfect if I had not been Halsey's daughter. My mate would have been the

went upstairs. It was a hard day, and Hedwig even threatened us with a hunger strike. I wondered if the

was half reclining before the study door, a glass of

heart beat faster at

was my mate. Though we couldn't be together, my wolf and I still couldn't stop missing him

suppress my love for him, and then

I looked at him and asked, "What

Maybe he was drunk. His voice was very

want something?" My voice was

"Yes!"

me against the wall and lowered his head to kiss

I wanted to respond to him. I was extremely attracted to him.

How ironic!

to be like this.

and I felt as if I had lost all my

could feel my wolf. Eva's desire to be more intimate with Blake, our mate, made it difficult

passed till Blake's hoarse voice sounded in my ear, "Aren't you

and said self-mockingly, "Why should I be

and we were so

you do

business!" I dared

right. It's none of my business. Are you really going to move in with Harley?"

yes? Are you mad at me?" I

then he suddenly roared in a low voice,

tell him?" I looked at

refused!" There was frustration and hatred in Blake's

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