My Mate Has Two Wolves By Jessica

Catherine's POV

"Am I supposed to believe what you say? How do I know it's true?" My voice trembled, and it was no

longer as imposing as it had been before.

Ever since I met Emily, I felt that I had been thrown into a deep vortex. I had lost my reason, and my

mind was completely blank. I had never thought of doubting Emily. Perhaps her tone was so positive

that one had to believe her.

But right now, Blake's tone was even more certain and convincing than Emily's.

"How do I prove it? How about this?"

As Blake spoke, he suddenly kissed me. His kiss was passionate, ruthless, and somehow punitive. He

kissed my lips hard.

I couldn't even make a sound, let alone talk back to him.

After Blake let go of me, he stared at me and said, "Cathy, don't you ever believe in others' words

readily again!"

Then he got out of the car.

I sat dumbstruck in the car, unable to recover for a long time. He dared to threaten me?!

I was stunned in the car for a long time. Then I pushed open the door and quickly chased after him.

"Blake, stop right there!"

Blake stood still and turned to look at me evilly. "What else do you want?"

"You really didn't have sex with her?" Once I opened my mouth, I realized how straightforward I was.

"How many times do I have to say it before you believe me?"

"I don't know. But I just can't get over it. It upsets me constantly. Think of a way to make me believe

you," I said angrily.

"Fine. I'll ask Emily to confront you tonight." Blake wasn't angry. He smiled to console me.

Hearing that, I suddenly didn't know if I should be angry anymore. I could only say, "Take care of the

kids. I'm going to check backstage."

"OK. Leave the kids to me. Go ahead." Blake nodded.

I walked all the way and found that everyone was staring at me with all kinds of complicated emotions.

I inexplicably blushed. Maybe it was because I was diffident. After all, just now in the car, Blake kissed

me.

Walking backstage, I breathed a sigh of relief. Looking out through the crack in the curtains, I saw that

Blake had already returned to his seat. He picked up Hedwig and began to explain something to her

with his head lowered.

I was relieved and turned to go back backstage.

After a while, I saw Jessica come in. I immediately greeted her, "Jessica, are you ready to go on stage

to perform?"

"Yes!" Jessica was a bit nervous, her eyes flickering with uneasiness.

Seeing her expression, I couldn't help but ask with concern, "Jessica, you seem very nervous. Do you

need something to drink?"

"I'm alright, Catherine. Let me ask you something. Tell me, what would my crush think of me doing that

seductive dance in front of him?" Jessica asked eagerly.

I couldn't help but chuckle. "Your crush is Leo, right? I don't think he will think anything of it!"

Jessica hurriedly explained, "It's not him! He's my boss. I don't have feelings for him. Catherine, it's all

your fault."

I was surprised again and pointed to myself. "My fault? Why? Have I done anything to put you in a

pickle?"

"You invited Cedrick without telling me beforehand." Jessica looked nervous, as if she was about to cry.

I was shocked and asked, "Your crush is Cedrick?"

"Yes, Catherine. I didn't expect him to come. If I knew he was coming, I wouldn't have chosen this

dance." Jessica stamped her foot anxiously.

She blushed nervously because of the person she had a crush on. I comforted her, "Jessica, calm

down. I'm sure he won't think anything of it. All you have to do is to show him how beautiful you are,

and maybe he'll like you more."

"Really?" Jessica had an expectant look on her face.

"Yes. Does he know that you like him?" I asked curiously.

"No. I've never told him that I've always had a crush on him. You have no idea how hard it is to have a

crush on someone. I don't get to see him for much of a year." Jessica gave a wry smile.

I felt for her. I reached out, hugged her, and patted her back. "You are young, beautiful, and energetic. I

believe that everyone sitting below the stage will like you. Don't be nervous. Be bold and show

yourself."

"Catherine, thanks. Well, I'm coming up next, so I'd better change my clothes now. I didn't mean it

when I said it was your fault. On the contrary, I'm so grateful to you. If you hadn't invited him here, I

wouldn't have gotten this close to him. Catherine, thank you." Jessica left with a smile.

I was stunned for a moment, and then I was amused by her. In the time of youth, it seemed hard to

have a crush on someone, but the joy was also intoxicating.

Seeing Jessica smiling so happily, I felt like I had done something right.

The lights on the stage faded, and Jessica, as the lead dancer, stood at the center of the stage.

The dynamic rhythm rang up, and she danced along, moving her slender and soft body. With the

flickering of the lights, the beautiful young girl on the stage made people's hearts race.

Just as Jessica's dance was about to end, I saw Cedrick, who was sitting on the chair, suddenly stand

up.

Then he turned around and walked towards the door.

In the next second, Jessica lost her balance and fell to the ground.

With the help of other dancers, Jessica stood up, gave a hasty curtain call, and ran off the stage in a

hurry.

I saw the scene behind the curtains and couldn't help but feel sorry for Jessica.

"Jessica, are you alright? Did you hurt yourself?" I looked at Jessica, who was much younger than me,

and felt sympathy for her.

Jessica sat on the sofa, covering her face and crying.

"Catherine, I'm done. I dug my own grave. He ... he left the scene midway!"

I felt sorry for her. "Don't cry. What if it wasn't because of your dancing? Maybe he went out to answer

the phone. He is the boss of a company, and I'm sure he has a lot of important things to deal with.

Don't think too much about it."

"No. I knew it. He left because I wasn't a good dancer. I just knew it!" Jessica cried harder.