All Her Secrets

Chapter 335 Sweet Strawberries

Branden didn’t seem hungry at all, as there was only a plate of pasta primavera on the table. While Catherine was eating, he sat quietly by her side.

Occasionally, he picked up his phone to attend to messages, seemingly working. Even though he was wrapped up in work, Branden still watched Catherine closely, never taking his eyes off her.

Unlike Catherine’s dominating and cold demeanor, she was exceptionally graceful while eating, clearly indicating the strict training she had likely received since childhood. She ate quickly but with a touch of elegance in every bite.

Catherine had a rhythmic way of eating, taking a bite of pasta followed by a sip of soup, almost like a well-rehearsed performance.

Before long, Catherine had polished off her pasta primavera, leaving just a bit of soup. She gently pushed her empty plate forward as if showing off her accomplishment.

Branden’s hands, calloused from years of gun practice, gently brushed her cheek. Catherine was quite familiar with those calluses, and their location revealed his frequent shooting practice.

Catherine had similar calluses once, but Ronin had discovered them. Ronin had forced her to apply various softening creams, transforming her callused hands into the soft, delicate ones they were now.

According to Ronin, a girl’s hands should be soft and smooth. Catherine didn’t really mind, but since Ronin insisted, she went along with it.

Branden’s deep, raspy voice whispered, “Babe, just relax for a bit, and I’ll join you once I’m done with the dishes.”

At first, Catherine wanted to refuse him. After all, she wasn’t a child. She didn’t need him to look after her. But when she looked into Branden’s gentle eyes as she raised her head, all the words she had planned to say disappeared.

Branden’s eyes were not just good- looking. They had a way of convincing people, and whatever he said was hard to resist. Catherine had to go along with whatever he wanted.

surprised. After all, Catherine had

and let her play games on her phone while

and Catherine’s game ended with her expected win. She placed her phone down, ready to

when he was about to turn to Catherine, the doorbell suddenly rang. Catherine

visitor was someone Triston had sent to deliver things. When he

he asked. Branden stepped aside and let him

and just as he turned to leave, he happened to catch a glimpse of Catherine reclining on the sofa. In just one look,

in the world, as if she was a princess who stepped out of a fairy tale. But he dared not sneak another peek, promptly lowered

wonder Triston had been telling his friends lately that Branden was in love and didn’t have time to hang out

to want to go out when there’s such beauty at home. Catherine had noticed the guy looking at her, but she saw

the man left, Branden closed the door and brought a box of strawberries over to Catherine. Because Catherine was sitting, he half- squatted to place the box

want to eat them now, or should I

fresh they were. Their sweet aroma wafted through the air, enticing

enticing anyone who caught a whiff. Catherine wasn’t usually a fan of fruit, but Branden

strawberries looked very tempting, and she felt like trying them. She nodded as she looked at the

temptation either. His usually strong self-control crumbled in Catherine’s presence. He quickly lowered his head. Branden whispered in a husky voice that carried a hint of unease. “I’ll wash

looked up. She saw Branden almost running

back at Creybia, Theisia, who was self-assured and lived a lavish lifestyle. Catherine didn’t think highly of Theisia, who spent her time surrounded by different men, relying on her

had told her that she didn’t truly know men. She mentioned that when Catherine became interested in a guy, she would also