Chapter 225
Catherine's POV
"Blake, why don't you listen to me? I told you to leave me alone! Can you just go?"
I was miserable. I just recalled what happened that night, and I didn't want to face Blake now. Why couldn't he just leave me alone?
Couldn't I have an afternoon to pull myself together?
"Cathy, I'm worried about leaving you here." Despite my objection, Blake still stubbornly approached me.Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.
I continued to take a few steps back. Just as I decided to leave with Blake, suddenly, my high heels were tripped by something. I lost my balance and fell back.
I didn't see it coming. After letting out a miserable scream, I felt a figure rushing over.
Within seconds, the two of us fell into the river.
Blake could swim, but the river was fast-flowing. I didn't know how to paddle at all.
Blake lifted me out of the water the second he fell.
I let out a series of coughs, feeling extremely uncomfortable.
Two pack guards helped Blake. I reached the shore with their assistance.
"Cathy, are you alright?" Blake was all wet, yet he cared about nothing but me.
I shook my head and replied weakly, "I'm fine. What about you? Are you hurt?"
"I'm fine, too." Blake replied.
But one of the guards said with concern, "King Blake, your leg is bleeding!"
I quickly looked at his legs. Sure enough, the water that flowed down from his body was a bit reddish.
"What happened? Are you hurt?" I immediately became anxious.
Blake glanced at it and said, "Maybe it was scratched by something. It's OK. Let's get back now."
"King Blake, there are already a lot of people watching from above. Do you want us to drive them away?"
Blake furrowed his brows and said, "No need. Let's go!"
After he finished speaking, he reached out to hold me, but I quickly dodged his hands. "There's no need. Your leg is injured!"
"Are you still mad at me?" Blake seemed upset.
He was such a high-spirited and vigorous man, yet now he was drenched in water because of me. I shook my head and said, "Not anymore. I figured it all out when you lifted me. I want to marry you."
Blake was slightly stunned. Then his thin lips raised into a smile. "It seems that you've come around."
"Yes. You didn't know my name five years ago. If you did, maybe you would have said my name."
Blake said, "Let's go home. Don't let the kids see how miserable we are, or they'll get worried."
"It's all my fault. Why didn't I leave with you earlier? You fell into the water because of me!" I blamed myself.
Blake chuckled. "Stop blaming yourself. See? My wound has healed."
I looked down. The scratch on his leg had indeed begun to heal.
"OK then. Let bygones be bygones!" I was very calm when I said those words. I knew that I had really let go.
When we left, there were some onlookers around us. But Blake took a black suit handed over by the bodyguard to cover my face, so no one could see my face.
When Blake and I got into the car, he immediately asked the driver to turn the heater to the maximum, but I was still shivering from the cold.
I hadn't even fully recovered from my cold. I might get sick again.
Blake ordered the driver to speed up and rush back home.
When we got to the lakeside villa, Blake got out of the car, picked me up, and walked quickly upstairs.
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As soon as we entered the bedroom, he ordered me to take off my wet clothes. Then he ran into the bathroom to run hot water for me.
I was so cold that my teeth were chattering. I quickly took off my clothes and wrapped myself in a thick robe. When I walked into the bathroom, I saw that he was also drenched. His cropped hair, which he had always styled beautifully, was very messy. He looked so wild and handsome.
"You are wet as well. Why don't we bathe together?" Blake was slightly stunned the moment he heard my words.
I was a little shy because of my bold words, so I found an excuse and said, "I'm afraid that you will get sick. Anyway, the water is ready, and the bathtub is big enough for the two of us."
I was actually a bit regretful. Why did I make such an offer?
Blake could have gone into the next room to take a shower.
Well, I guessed I had to take responsibility for what I said.
I hung the robe on the side and sat down in the bathtub. The water was warm enough to dispel the coldness all over my body instantly. I was very comfortable and soaked my entire body in the water.
"Cathy, have you made up your mind?" Blake asked.
I opened my eyes slightly and looked at him. "Dr. Cooper said that I should interact more with you. I've thought about it. In fact, it's nothing. We should keep things casual. After all, we are in a relationship. I won't resist you anymore."
"OK then. Let's bathe together!" With a big smile on his handsome face, he reached out and unbuttoned his shirt.
I kept my head down and played with the bubbles in my hands, pretending that I couldn't see him.
As soon as he sat down in the bath, our eyes met.
I was actually very nervous. Although I looked calm, my heart was out of rhythm.
Blake sat tight and still. The bathtub was spacious, but it wasn't as big as a swimming pool. The two of us sat in the tub with our legs outstretched, and our legs would touch each other from time to time.
I trembled a bit, and Blake could only remain motionless.
"Don't think about what happened in the past anymore, OK?" Blake spoke in a low voice, and he was almost begging me.
I nodded and replied like an obedient child, "OK!"
"Do you still need to see the doctor?" Blake asked.
"I don't know. Maybe not. Dr. Cooper helped me get over it. I don't think I have anything to fear now!" I shook my head, smiling bitterly. "I was Emily's substitute back then. I've made peace with it. I've thought it through. I think I'm OK now!"
Blake was a bit upset, and his voice was filled with self-blame. He said, "I didn't know it would be like this."
I suddenly went to his side, my face pressed against his shoulder. "Now, can you tell me the things between you and her?"
"You really want to know?" Blake asked.
I nodded and replied softly, "Yes. I've always been curious. It seems that you and Emily have gone through a lot. Tell me. I'll take it as a story instead of making it personal."