My Mate Has Two Wolves

Chapter 211

Blake's POV

After dinner, Catherine and I left the restaurant.

I held her hand and suggested, "Let's not go hyet. It's still early anyway. Let's go shopping."

"Shopping for what? We are not buying anything!" Catherine said in surprise.

"I want to buy something for you. What do you want?" I held her hand tightly. I looked at her and smiled.

Catherine shook her head. "I don't want anything."

"I'm sure you do. Think again!" I knew Catherine said that, since she did not want to spend my money. But today, I wanted to spend money on her, because only by giving her something she liked would I feel less guilty.

"Then let's go check out the kids' clothes. I like to buy things for them." Catherine had the most primitive nature of women. Ever since she had kids, every tshe passed by the stores selling children's clothes, she always wanted to go in and touch the clothes, whether she bought them or not.

"I want to buy you something. We'll buy things for the kids next time." I didn't agree and insisted on buying something for her.

Catherine thought for a moment and said, "Then buya watch. I don't want to check the ton my phone every time. It's too much trouble."

I nodded. "OK. Let's go and check out the watches. We'll buy a pair for couples."

I took her to an expensive watch store.

Catherine was dazzled by the dazzling watches, and she was lost in a sea of collections.

I asked the shopping guide to take out their most expensive and latest style.

Everyone appreciated beautiful things. Catherine looked at the couple's watches and liked them very much.

"Try it on!" I took the watch myself and put it on her slender, fair wrist.

The shopping guides next to us were all praising how nice it looked on Catherine.

I thought the watch fit her well as well. So, I asked in a low voice, "Do you like it?"

Catherine nodded sheepishly. "Yes!"

I directly let the shopping guide wrap it up.

Catherine was stunned when she heard the salesperson say the price.

I took out a black card, and the salesperson helpedcheck out excitedly.

I took the bag, held Catherine, who was still in a daze, and walked out the door.

I took the bag, held Catherine, who was still in a daze, and walked out the door.

Catherine said in a low voice, "Do you always buy things this hastily?"

I was a bit stunned. I looked down at her clear eyes and smiled, "Don't you like it?"

"I do, but..."

"If you like something, you should get it." My answer left Catherine speechless.

She sighed and chuckled. "Money is good. There are too many people in the world who cannot afford things that they like."

I'd never heard anyone say such things, because I always got what I wanted since I was a kid. I only realized that there were things in this world worth challenging after I met Catherine.

"If you have something you like, you can tell me. I will buy it for you," I said in a low voice.

"When I didn't have feelings for you before, I thought I would never let you spend a cent on me. Now that we are a couple, I accept everything you buy for me. It makesfeel ashamed," Catherine smiled self-mockingly.

"It's only normal. I fall for you. You are allowed to spend my money." I reached out and touched her long hair, not wanting her to think too much.

Catherine glanced at the tand said, "It's already late. Let's get back!"

"OK!" I answered softly.

On the way back, Catherine leaned against the back of the seat and squinted her eyes. She was a bit worn out.

I looked at her tender and beautiful face. For sreason, a similar face was flickering in my mind.

It was the face of Halsey's ex-wife. Although I was young back then, I remembered that the woman was very beautiful.

Catherine looked like her mother. They seemed to have been favored by time, and they always made people stunned.

She was so sleepy that she kept nodding. It seemed that she was going to fall into a deeper sleep.

I instinctively reached out and pulled her wobbly body into my arms.

"I'm a little tired." Catherine opened her eyes in an instant. Then she chuckled embarrassedly.

"Get ssleep." I comforted her softly, looking at her clear yet bloodshot eyes.

Catherine closed her eyes. She was in a deep sleep this time.

Although I had been deliberately ignoring her identity, the fact that Halsey snatched my mother away fromwas real.

My hatred for them never faded. I refused to see Abigail until now, because I hated them and never wanted to see them again.

But the woman I love was Halsey's lost daughter.

Once Catherine addressed Halsey as her father, my love for her would makesuffer a lot. I may end things betweenand her.

No way. I couldn't let her know the truth whatsoever.

I lowered my head and whispered her name, "Cathy..."

"Yeah?" Although Catherine was asleep, she still opened her eyes and looked at me. In the next second, she continued to sleep.

She responded toin her sleep. I hugged her tighter.

I said firmly in my heart, "Cathy, I will not let go of your hand. Never!"

The car stopped at the villa.

I looked at the woman who was still sleeping soundly in my arms and couldn't bear to wake her up.

So, I got out of the car, held her in my arms, and decided to carry her upstairs.

"Don't move. I'll carry you in!" I whispered in her ear.

"No. What if the kids see us?" Catherine wanted to get down and walk on her own.

"Be good!" I saw her flushed cheeks through the light in the parlor.

Just as I picked her up again, we heard someone cough at the door of the parlor.

Hearing that, Catherine hurriedly broke free from my embrace.

I didn't expect Patricia to be up so late.

"Patricia why are you still here?" I asked.

Patricia looked at Catherine and said, "You must love each other so much. You even need him to carry you to enter the door."

Catherine blushed more when she heard Patricia's words.

"I'm going upstairs!"

Catherine ran a little unsteady on her high heels to the parlor. I frowned instantly. "Patricia, she just woke up. It's no big deal that I carry her upstairs!"