My Mate Has Two Wolves

Chapter 271

Catherine's POV

I went downstairs and walked to Dowen's car.

I knocked on the car window, and Dowen opened the trunk. I pushed the suitcase in and sat in the back seat.

"Dowen, let's go now. Thanks!" I said politely.

The man in the driver's seat did not speak. The car made a U-turn and drove off.

The car was getting farther and farther from the villa, and I could not help looking over my shoulder, my eyes welling with tears.

I said goodbye to the kids. Why did I still feel sad?

I knew. It was because I didn't say goodbye to Blake.

Eva let out a sad sob.

"It's still early. What's the rush? After the car drove out of the lakeside villa, I heard Blake's voice from the driver's seat.

I was stunned when I heard his voice.

Soon after, he pulled over.

"Move to the front." Blake gently reminded me.

I came back to my senses. It wasn't Dowen. It was Blake.

Why was Blake here?

I thought that Dowen was driving

"What are you waiting for? Blake sounded a bit impatient.

Then I opened the car door and sat on the passenger seat. Blake smirked.

"Are you surprised to see me?" Blake reached out and grabbed my neck, and gave me a hot kiss.

"Why are you in the car? Isn't this Dowen's car?" I frowned.

"Yes. I told Dowen to get off!" Blake replied proudly.

"Why?" I asked.

"What do you think?" Blake turned to look at me. "Because I didn't want other men to drive you, not even Dowen!"Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

I was stunned by his words. Then I said sarcastically, "Don't you think you sound ridiculous? It's over between us."

"I didn't reject you, and you didn't reject me either. We are still mates!" Blake started the car.

I looked at Blake and fell silent.

Blake turned to look at me. He said, "Why don't you say something? Isn't there anything you want to say to me?"

"No. We've been very clear about our relationship, haven't we?" I suddenly felt a little mad, since I finally managed to accept the current situation.

He was too much.

"I can't. I couldn't control myself ever since I met you. I knew I shouldn't have come to send you off, but by the time

I realized it, I was already sitting in the car waiting for you," Blake said helplessly.

"What should we do now? I knew we still loved each other, and Blake would still want to see me.

"Cathy, can we forget who we are for a while? Just like the old days?" Blake said in a low voice.

I smiled and said, "How nice would it be? I wish it had been a dream and that when I woke up, you and the children would still be with me."

Blake turned around and parked the car in front of a hotel.

"There is still an hour. Let's go up!" Blake pointed to the hotel door.

My face turned red. "No! Just take me to the airport!"

"Are you sure?" Blake tempted me.

The answer was obvious.

I didn't know how I got out of the car. Blake took my hand, and we went upstairs into a room.

It was a very ordinary hotel, and Blake usually wouldn't choose such a place.

I felt his desire for me. The heat from his hands passed to me, and I wanted him as well.

The hotel door was pushed open. Before we turned on the lights, Blake had already held me in his arms.

He kissed me eagerly while I put my arms around his neck.

We let our desires take control, and we could see nothing but each other.

I didn't know how much time had passed. I only felt sore all over my body. I pushed Blake away, checked the time, and was startled. Then I sat up.

"Stop it, Blake. There's no time. Take me to the airport."

"Give me ten more minutes!" Blake said in a hoarse voice.

Ten minutes later, I quickly turned on the light and got dressed as quickly as I could.

I looked at the messy bed and felt a little shy.

Blake took my hand and said, "Let's go! Aren't you in a hurry to catch the plane?"

I blushed and was too shy to look up at him.

He quickly drove to the airport.

I was worn out. When we were in bed, things got too intense.

Blake was driving and he was in a good mood.

"Any message for your mother, if I see her?" I was curious.

Blake pulled a long face and said stiffly, "No. I have nothing to say to her."

"What if she asks about you? Should I tell her? I continued.

"I don't need anything from her, Blake sneered.

I had to drop the topic.

"What about you? What will you say when you see your father? Blake said before he went silent for a moment.

I shook my head. "I don't know. I've never met him. However, I guess I have to see him one way or another. After all, he is my father."

"Will you ask him to divorce my mother?" Blake looked at me.

I thought for a long time and still did not know how to answer it.

"I don't know, Blake. Why is this happening to us? If I didn't know my family if Patricia hadn't seen my necklace, wouldn't we still have been together?" I was suddenly so sorry.

Blake said self-mockingly, "I tried very hard to bury this. I even locked the necklace in my safe. But I underestimated the curse of fate. We can't stop it, Catherine."

I covered my face bitterly. "No, it's all my fault. Blake, why didn't you tell me earlier? If only the two of us knew about it, we could have kept it between us."

"I don't want you to carry such a burden," Blake said worriedly.

I could not help crying and laughing at myself, "It's too late. The truth will be revealed."

"You're right. Don't regret it. We will face it together." Blake comforted me. "Go and see your father. You should get to know him for now."

"Do you still hate him? I asked in a low voice.

I clutched his hand.

"I'll hate him all my life, even when he's dead!" Blake replied.

I trembled. His answer made me feel unsettled.

When we arrived at the airport, Blake took my suitcase out and whispered, "I'll walk you in."

"It's OK. There are so many people inside, and you are too handsome!" I shook my head.

"I'll be worried if you go in alone."

"I'm not a kid. I was alone before I met you, right?" I took my suitcase and walked forward. "Go back. Drive carefully!"

Blake kissed me goodbye.