All Her Secrets

Catherine woke up and stood in front of the mirror, sighing as she looked at the red marks on her neck. Even though Branden had shown restraint, the red marks were still visible.

Last night, she returned to the apartment with Branden. Knowing that she had been busy with laboratory work lately, Branden made her a cup of warm milk, intending for her to rest.

However, she, for sreason, decided to seduce him. But how could Branden resist her teasing? He pounced on her immediately, and the two shared a night of passion. She ended up sleeping in today.

Branden entered the bathroom and found Catherine standing in front of the mirror in a daze. He walked up slowly, embraced her from behind, and rested his head on her shoulder. " Feeling uncomfortable?" he softly asked.

Catherine returned to her senses, her wandering thoughts brought back. She gazed gently through the mirror at the man. Half-closing her eyes, she lazily responded to Branden's question, "No. Just sleepy." Despite Branden's suggestion for her to sleep a bit more, Catherine declined.

Branden anticipated her response. He knew Catherine's nature. Once she decided on something, her plans wouldn't easily change.

While Catherine was washing up, Branden attentively unbuttoned her sleepwear from behind and changed the clothes she would wear today. Catherine remained like a puppet throughout, letting Branden take care of everything.

In the apartment, there was a room transformed into Catherine's dressing room. Branden regularly added various accessories and clothes, but Catherine rarely went in.

Whenever she needed to dress, Branden would choose and present the clothes to her. Her clothing requirements were simple, emphasizing comfort and warmth. Apart from these, it was up to Branden's mood to decide.

warm, Branden chose a white T-shirt for Catherine, paired with a light yellow coat. Unlike the usual black and white, the bright colors complemented Catherine's naturally perfect skin, making her look more vibrant and exuding a

on the other hand,

glass window,

Catherine, who initially wanted to ignore it, unable to disregard it. She raised her eyes and met Branden's gaze with a warning, signaling him to restrain himself. Branden snorted lightly and tilted his head to

how much effort it took for him to suppress

restrained. Yet, she was too splendid, too beautiful -compelling enough to make one want to hide her away in a place outsiders could never reach.

of milk, Catherine put down

and turned to walk into the kitchen, and when he cout, Catherine

you to school." The two walked out of

gate, and Catherine didn't let Branden open the car door for her. She had been quite conspicuous at school recently, and though she wasn't afraid of

face was distinctive enough that if captured, it could stir up a buzz on the school forum

door opening, Amelia peered out. "Bella..." Mid-sentence, she swallowed her words. She had expected Isabella to return, not Catherine. "Super Catherine, why are you back? I thought you would go straight to the lab." "I returned for sdocument." Catherine walked directly to her

eye contact, looking like she wanted to say something but hesitated, Catherine placed the documents down and pulled out a chair to sit. "If you have something to say, just go ahead." Deep down, Amelia admired Catherine once again. "Super Catherine indeed lived up to her title. She could always effortlessly grasp what was on my

Catherine, there's something I'm not sure if I

you hesitate, it already implies you want to say something, doesn't it?" Catherine analyzed calmly. After careful consideration, Amelia found ssense in Catherine's words and continued, “Super Catherine, there's a strange incident I witnessed while cleaning the lab a couple of days ago. I can't help but feel our lab might be haunted." Amelia then explained the

as superstitious or irrational if she shared this with others. With no other choice, she turned to