Chapter 704
Catelyn suppressed the nausea she felt and opened the photos she received from Quinn
again. There were no signs of Cedrick in any of the photos, and apart from the mess inside
the room, she could only see the reflection of Quinn from the window.
'Did she really think I'd believe her based on a few photos?' scoffed Catelyn internally, but
her eyes were fixated on the photos unblinkingly.
[I'm sorry, cousin, I forgot that you might be sleeping ]
Another message came from Quinn.
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Catelyn felt offended at her pretenses and immediately dialed Quinn's number.
Quinn was probably holding onto her phone at the time as well, so it took merely a few seconds for her to pick up.
"Cousin, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have sent those to you. Don’t get too upset," Quinn drawled in an apologetic tone.
Catelyn felt even more offended by her explanation. "I won't get upset, of course. I'm just curious that if you are
with my husband, why not take a few photos with him in it to show me?"
"He's shy," Quinn mumbled.
"Is he, or is he long gone?" Catelyn sneered as she tightened her grip on her phone. "He treated you like a
disposable piece of tissue paper, and you feel honored?"
Quinn paled. She had drunk too much and had lost most of her memories of the night. By the time she woke up,
she was alone on the bed and Cedrick was long gone...
After ending the phone call, Catelyn had completely lost the ability to go back to sleep, so she went to the bathroom
to wash her face and sat in the living room to watch television.
She crossed her legs as her chest was heaving from rage. She looked up at the clock and noticed that it was half
past 12. Was Cedrick staying out the entire night?
'If he was with Quinn...’ she thought. 'No. He's not that kind of man.'
It was as though two people were arguing in Catelyn’s head. One told her that Quinn would not possibly try to pick a
fight with her unless something truly happened; another whispered into her ear and reminded her that if Cedrick
was not interested in someone like Maia, he would not be interested in Quinn.
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The two voices argued with one another relentlessly to the point that Catelyn came close to
sending those photos to Cedrick to ask him about it, but she decided against it.
A little over half an hour later, she heard the sound of the door opening.
Cedrick returned home and was trying his best to be quiet as he opened the door and
changed into slippers. It was as though he was worried that he would wake the others up.
As soon as he changed into his slippers, he spotted the figure on the couch.
Catelyn was sitting on the couch with her arms crossed, glaring at him sulkily like she was
suspecting him of cheating.
Cedrick felt a tingle in his chest. He took off his jacket and walked over, his body still
surrounded by a faint scent of alcohol and cigarette. He inched closer to give her a kiss
while asking with a casual tone, "Why aren't you asleep?"
Catelyn thought of the photos and subconsciously raised her arms to shove his face away.