All Her Secrets

The next day at noon, Catherine woke up and saw Branden sitting at the end of the bed, working on his computer. Judging by his appearance, he had been sitting there for quite some time.

Catherine groggily got up and sat upright on the bed. Branden, noticing that Catherine was awake, looked up at her.

His voice was so gentle as he asked, ” Would you like some water?”

Catherine weakly nodded, her eyes still closed. Branden picked up the glass of warm water he had prepared and handed it to Catherine.

The warm water instantly warmed her whole body, and Catherine slowly woke up. She leaned against Branden’s chest, her posture extremely comfortable, with a contented look on her face.

“Aren’t you going to the office today?”

Catherine remembered clearly hearing Paxton say yesterday that there were a lot of documents piling up at the company that Branden needed to sign. She originally thought Branden would be at the office, but she didn’t expect him to stay and work at home.

In response to Catherine’s question, a rare expression of helplessness appeared on Branden’s face. This expression surprised Catherine a bit. It was the first time she had seen Branden show such a look.

“What’s wrong?”

“It’s nothing. Get up. I’ll make you some oatmeal. Rolled oats, okay?”

Catherine didn’t like oatmeal, but she had low blood sugar.

In addition to providing Catherine with the sugar from fruits on a daily basis, Branden would also specially prepare some sweet oatmeal for her.

Catherine originally didn’t like this kind of sweet oatmeal, but Branden always managed to make it to her liking. After eating it a few times, Catherine got used to it.

While Branden went to prepare rolled oats, Catherine lazily got out of bed and wandered around the living room with nothing to do. Her natural sensitivity made her notice something was wrong, so she walked to the balcony and looked down.

A row of black cars parked downstairs greeted her eyes, all Rolls-Royces, looking majestic and imposing.

and didn’t even go to the company. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to go, but that he

the kitchen and looked at Branden

downstairs sent by your

to pick them up downstairs like this? Catherine

in his hand and turned around to look at Catherine, raising an eyebrow with a hint of helplessness in

their doorstep to wait for them. It seemed that Karl was worried

about we skip the rolled oats? We still have to go

evening, it would still take

need. It’ll be ready soon. Take

out the cooked rolled oats and placed them in

a little hot.

hadn’t eaten yet, so she filled a bowl and handed it to him. Branden didn’t actually like sweet food, but he was forced to eat a little bit each time just to

quietly eating her oatmeal, Branden casually started a conversation. “If you

didn’t know the purpose of Karl’s trip today, he knew very well that Catherine wasn’t the type to join in

for that, Karl wouldn’t have resorted to such measures to pick

was a big deal. It was Branden who was overly considerate of her emotions

need!” Catherine casually declined Branden’s kindness. “Just tell me when

saying that, Catherine placed the empty bowl on the table and walked away. Watching her retreating figure, Branden remained motionless. He lifted the bowl of

mouth tasted overly sweet. Karl was getting impatient

beside him, “Go

expression as he looked at

go, how can

face immediately

Is there anything in this world that I’m afraid

vaguely visible anger, the butler quickly apologized, “Sorry,

his heart. If Karl wasn’t afraid, why would

glared at the butler. “Do

upstairs. Just as he turned around and looked up, he saw the persons he