My Mate Has Two Wolves

Chapter 145

Catherine’s POV

Leo noticed my silence, and he seemed to realize that he had said something inappropriate.

He quickly rephrased, “Don’t get me wrong. I don’t mean to belittle you. I just feel that you and Blake are not the same kind of people. You know that Blake is serious and boring. But you strike me as quite interesting.”

“It’s fine. I know what you mean,” I said, but I still felt a little upset about his

comments.

After I ended the call with Leo, another call came in before I could put my phone down.

It was from Blake.

“Yes?” I said lightly.

“Who were you talking to on the phone? Why were you talking for so long?” Blake asked with a little dissatisfaction.

I was stunned. I felt a bit guilty and lied, “It was just a client. What’s up?”

“Clear out your afternoon. I have something important to go to you,” said Blake.

“What is it?” I was surprised.

“Anyway, I’ll pick you up at three o’clock in the afternoon,” Blake said in a conclusive

tone.

I was even more puzzled. I frowned and said, “You will affect my work if you continue to come to my office like this.”

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“If you don’t wait for me downstairs, I will go upstairs to find you myself.” After finishing speaking, Blake hung up the phone.

I frowned, and I felt that Blake was beginning to act at will again just because he was the Lycan King.

I looked down at the time on my phone. It was already 2:30 p.m.

I hurriedly ran back to the office, and I just happened to see that Melinda was sorting out her desk.

“Cathy, I have applied to headquarters to transfer you to my office as my assistant. That way, you don’t have to put up with the next boss. You can be by my side. I got you covered!” When Melinda saw me, she immediately smiled.

“Thank you, Melinda. If so, I have nothing to complain about!” I felt so content.

Then, with a grateful look at Melinda, I thanked her and turned to leave. Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

I carried my purse and went downstairs, only to find that Blake’s car had yet to arrive.

I suddenly felt a bit frustrated. Why did I get down so quickly just to wait for him?

Ever since I met Blake, I felt like my mind was filled with a lot of inexplicable thoughts.

Details I never paid attention to before were now so distinctive. At some point, I started to care.

What was happening to me?

At the same time, I saw a row of black cars coming from afar. I fixed my eyes on the car in the middle.

The car steadily stopped in front of me, and Blake pushed the door open.

He got out of the car with his slender legs, held my hand, and said in a low voice, “Let’s go.”

He held my hand tightly, and I followed him into the car.

My heart beat faster, and my eyes quickly swept over Blake’s handsome face. “Blake, what are you doing?”

“I’ll take you shopping,” Blake said.

I waved my hand and said, “No need. I don’t need anything.”

“Cathy, I can’t stand you being slandered.” Blake grabbed my hand that was about to open the door, a trace of concern in his voice.

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I looked at him, and for a moment, I could not tell what he meant.

“I don’t care… Why would you?” I could no longer bury my emotions. Blake’s words moved me.

My feelings for him were getting to the point where I couldn’t pretend to ignore them

anymore.

“Because you are my woman! I want my woman to be envied, rather than being criticized.” Blake stared at me, and I couldn’t help but lower my eyes to avoid his burning gaze.

I laughed self-mockingly and said, “I’m sorry. You’re being judged because of the way I dress. The best I can promise you is to pay extra attention to what I wear next time. After all, I am a designer. It will be

more than easy for me. I am just lazy. I always choose the simplest things to wear when I go out.” |

“Why are you apologizing to me? You are the one who has been judged.” Blake chuckled.

I was a human being. Of course, I could feel how much Blake cared about me.

“You don’t have to be so nice to me.” I could barely hold on to the determination to hate him for the rest of my life.

“Shouldn’t I be nice to you? You are the mother of my kids, and it is my responsibility to be nice to you,” Blake said gently.

“Fine. You can take me wherever you want. It’s up to you.” I gave up resisting and decided to follow him without asking questions.

“Drive,” Blake ordered the driver.

The back seat was separated from the front seat by a plate, and the space inside the car was quite spacious, but I always felt that the air was too thin.

Blood sat calmly. He folded his long legs together, making them look even more slender and straight.

“Thank you for Melinda’s promotion.” I felt that if I didn’t find something to say, I would suffocate.

Blake smiled faintly. “You made it happen. What are you thanking me for?”

“Is this how things work between you and me whenever I need a favor from now on?”I couldn’t help but sneer.

Blake nodded. “Exactly.”

“Can other women make you an offer in the same way?” I sneered.

Blake’s gaze deepened, and he answered seriously and firmly, “No. It’s your exclusive privilege.”

I was stunned and suddenly realized that I had better not talk.

“No wonder those women online call you Prince Charming. You seem to have a way with women.” I had to find some words to mock him to divert his attention.

Blake shrugged. “Do you think I care about them? I heard what you said just now. Were you telling me that you might have feelings for me?”

I froze at his words, and then I immediately denied, “You wish. I’ve told you before. You are not my type.”

“People change. Just because you don’t like someone before doesn’t mean you will stay the same forever,” said Blake seriously.

I looked at him in surprise. Then I smiled self-mockingly and said, “You didn’t like me at first. Why have you changed?”

“Because I thought you were a gold digger in the beginning. Yet I found out later that you are charming in your own way. I couldn’t explain specifically what’s so good about you, but whenever I’m with you, it feels so comfortable and real.” Blake looked me in the eyes.

I gawked at him. “Blake, unlike other women, I won’t be dazzled with gratitude and throw myself at you simply because you say you love me.”

Blake raised his eyebrows and said, “I don’t believe that you don’t have any feelings for me. Your reaction last night was evidence, wasn’t it?”

I didn’t expect him to have already suspected that I had feelings for him. My entire body immediately froze.

“Don’t be ridiculous. I have no feelings for you.” I insisted stubbornly.

I didn’t dare to look at Blake’s confident eyes anymore. I turned to look out the window. Staring at the bustling streets, I felt that my heart had already been beating faster.