My Mate Has Two Wolves

Chapter 238

Catherine's POV

I fell asleep just like that. I slept through the night without dreams, and I was woken up by Hedwig the next morning.

Today was the weekend. She didn't need to go to school. She rolled up, looked at me, and said, "Mommy, I might have made a big mistake!"

Hedwig pointed at the drawer beside the bed in a daze. "I messed up all the jewelry that daddy gave you!"

I was stunned for a moment. Then I quickly got up and opened the drawer. I turned serious when I saw the necklaces and bracelets piled up in a mess.

"Hedwig, why did you play with my things? You are not supposed to play with them. Do you know that?"

They were expensive and delicate. I always put them in the drawer carefully. But Hedwig fiddled with them like they were toys!

"I'm sorry, mommy. I won't do that again!" Hedwig quickly raised her hands and apologized softly.

I wanted to lecture her more, but she already knew she was wrong. So, I stopped blaming her. "I'll forgive you this time. But, not again!"

"OK!" Hedwig was relieved that I didn't blame her. She grinned and promised to be good from now on.

I sorted out the jewelry carefully. Suddenly, I saw the obsidian necklace that was at the bottom.

"Mommy, what's wrong? Are you unhappy? Are you still mad at me?" Hedwig asked in a low voice.

I shook my head and closed the drawer. "No. I still have work to do today. Can you play with Patricia?"

"Yes. Does daddy need to work, too? But I really want to play with daddy!" Hedwig pouted.

Just as Hedwig finished speaking, I saw the door open, and Blake walked in.

"I think I heard someone say she wanted me to play with her!" Blake said with a smile.

"Daddy!" Hedwig was overjoyed. She stood on the bed and spread her arms to hug him. Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

Blake walked over and held her in his arms.

I dared not to look up at Blake right now. The sweet talk that Blake said in my ear last night was still lingering in my mind. I hurriedly got up and walked to the bathroom.

"Hedwig, daddy will come back early today to play with you, OK? Let's go out for dinner tonight!" Blake said.

"Awesome! Daddy, I will wait for you at home!" Hedwig said happily.

By the time I came out of the bathroom, Blake had already left. I helped Hedwig wash up and dress, and then I pulled her hand and went downstairs.

Patricia and Emerson were chatting with Noah about things at school by the dining table.

As I came downstairs, Patricia thought of something and said, "Catherine, Hedwig messed up your jewelry yesterday. My eyes are not so good, so you've got to arrange them by yourself."

I quickly replied, "I've already tidied them up, and Hedwig promises not to do it again."

Hedwig pouted her mouth, looking lovely.

No one could blame such an adorable and naughty child.

"By the way, Catherine, I saw an obsidian necklace in your drawer. Is that from your parents?" Patricia asked casually.

A trace of sorrow flashed across my face. I nodded. "Yes. It's from my parents."

Blake suddenly raised his head to look at Patricia.

I followed Blake's gaze to look over.

"I think I've seen it before somewhere. But my memory is failing, and I can't remember it. I'm sorry for your loss. We're your family now," Patricia said.

My eyes were a little sore. Though Patricia said that she had seen the necklace before, it didn't bring me more hope.

I believed that Blake must have investigated thoroughly, and my parents had passed away.

"Thanks, Patricia." I held back my tears since the kids were here. I didn't want them to see me cry. However, I had to admit that I was deeply touched.

Emerson comforted, "Hey, it's early in the morning. No one should be sad. Let's have breakfast."

I looked at Blake, only to find that he was drinking milk in deep thought, his movements a little stiff.

I was slightly startled and asked him with concern, "What's on your mind?"

Blake said gently, "Nothing. I'm thinking about work."

"Daddy, have you been busy lately?" Hedwig asked with concern as she drank her milk.

Blake reached out to touch her head and replied with a smile, "Many things have been going on at work lately."

"Daddy, you have to take care of yourself, OK? I don't want you to be too busy and get sick!" Hedwig expressed her concern in a childish tone.

Patricia smiled and said, "Hedwig, don't say that. Your daddy is very strong. He won't get sick."

Hedwig quickly nodded. "Yes, daddy looks very strong."

As they talked about how strong Blake was, I thought of what happened last night. My cheeks were getting red. I was a little annoyed. How could I think about that right now?

"Mommy, your face is so red. Are you sick?" Noah suddenly turned his head and said after seeing my face.

I was feeling shy and Noah's words made me want to flee now.

Patricia comforted Noah, "A blush doesn't mean sick."

"Really? Why?" Hedwig was very curious.

Patricia smiled and explained, "People blush when they see someone they love!"

I was more embarrassed. Blake curled his lips and smiled.

"Well, I'm finished. I still have work." I couldn't finish my breakfast. I wiped my mouth with a tissue in a hurry and left the table.

I rushed out of the parlor and was about to open my purse to get my car key. Then Blake's lazy voice came from behind me. He said, "Are you feeling guilty just because the kids saw you blush?"

I said, "Guilty? Why should I feel guilty?"

"Because you are mine!" Blake suddenly took a step forward, leaned to my ear, and said hoarsely.

I took a step back. "Blake, not now."

"Here is your breakfast." Blake suddenly handed me a piece of bread to me. Then he said, "It's better to fill your stomach before going to work."

I looked at the bread in my hand and was slightly stunned. Then sweetness filled my heart.

Was Blake worried that I would be hungry?