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My Mate Has Two Wolves By Jessica

Chapter 214
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Catherine's POV

Blake and I went to the doctor. The doctor needed to take my temperature before making a diagnosis.

I leaned on the bed and watched the nurse take the thermometer, shake it, and put it in my mouth.

Blake stood aside and watched.

The nurse was experienced. But when I felt the thermometer, the coldness made me tremble a bit.

Seeing that, Blake frowned.

His face went sullen, which made the nurse terrified.

After a few minutes, the doctor told Blake and me that I had caught a cold. He asked us to stay here

while he prescribed something for me. Then he left together with the nurse.

I turned to look at Blake. "I'm fine here. Go to work. I'll take a taxi back later."

"I'll skip the morning. I'll stay with you!" Blake took a chair and sat down.

I was surprised. He had a lot on his plate, yet he was willing to spend all morning with me. I was very

touched.

"Will your work be affected?" I did not insist on letting him go. Call me selfish, but I just wanted him to

stay and accompany me.

"No!" Blake replied softly.

We looked at each other and smiled.

The atmosphere suddenly became intimate.

"The kids are worried about you. Sure enough, you're a great mommy!" Blake suddenly found

something to talk about.

I blushed immediately. "I'm not. They were very disobedient when they were young, and I used to

criticize them a lot. Maybe they are afraid of me!"

"From now on, let me do the parenting, and you just need to be their great mommy," Blake answered

humorously.

"Are you willing to do that?" I highly doubted it.

Blake thought and replied, "Hedwig always makes my heart soften, but I can be tough with Noah!"

It was rare for the two of us to have time to chat like this. Time passed under our smiling gazes.

Then the doctor returned to the ward and gave me some medicine.

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I took the medicine, and for the first time, I didn't find it bitter.

Perhaps it was because of the man sitting next to me.

After a few more minutes, I got out of bed.

At the side, Blake asked with concern, "Feel better?"

I nodded and said, "Yes. Let's go home!"

Blake held my hand, took the elevator, went down to the hall, and left in the car under the gaze of

everyone.

In the car, he received a call from Hedwig, who sounded very excited on the other end of the line.

"Daddy! Daddy! Can you hear me?"

Blake couldn't help but chuckle. "Hedwig, is this your new phone?"

"Yes! Emerson bought it for me. It's pink. I like it so much!" Hedwig said excitedly.

"I wanted to buy you one as well. But I didn't, because I was afraid it would affect your studies. Well, as

long as you like it!" Hedwig's happiness made Blake happy as well.

I couldn't help but tilt my head to look at him.

Blake put the phone on speaker, and I heard Hedwig's voice, which sounded a little upset. She said,

"Emerson said that I could only call you and mommy after class. If I was caught on the phone in class,

he would ask the teacher to take my phone away!"

I chuckled as well.

"Mommy, are you there?" asked Hedwig.

I said, "Yes, Hedwig. You need to listen to Emerson. Don't play on your phone in class. Understand?"

"OK! I promise!" Hedwig nodded sensibly. Then she asked with concern, "Mommy, are you feeling

better?"

"Yes!"

"Did you take medicine? Was it bitter?"

"No. It was very sweet!"

Hedwig immediately comforted, "Mommy, when I go home after class, I will take care of you, OK? Be

good and listen to daddy!"

Hedwig did not know how to express her concern. Her childish words made me both happy and

distressed.

"I see. I know that you care about me a lot. Alright, that's enough for now. Go on with your classes!" I

hung up the phone.

"Why did you hang up so quickly? I haven't said goodbye to Hedwig yet!" Blake was dissatisfied.

I said disapprovingly, "If I didn't hang up, she could continue to chat with you till dark!"

Blake put the phone back.

Seeing that, I leaned on his shoulder with satisfaction and sighed. "It is good to be sick. I now know

that there are so many people who care about me!"

"What are you talking about? What's so good about being sick?" said Blake.

"Bleke, did Petricie reelly sey thet we could get merried?" I still found it herd to believe. Meybe I wes in

e dreem, end et some point, I would weke up, end everything would be beck to reelity.

Bleke comforted me softly, "Yes. If you don't believe me, you cen esk her yourself!"

"Yeeh, right!" I muttered.

I returned to the lekeside ville elone, end efter I rested for e while, I went downsteirs end sew Petricie

sitting on the sofe.

She sew me end seid, "Cethy, come here!"

I froze. I didn't expect thet Petricie would cell me thet.

Since Petricie hed elreedy teken the initietive to treet me nicely, I hed no reeson to pley tough. I quickly

welked up to her end seid stiffly, "Petricie."

"Sit." Petricie petted the seet beside her.

I thought of whet Bleke seid end set down obediently.

"I seid something I shouldn't heve seid eerlier. I hope you didn't mind!" Petricie sighed.

I smiled ewkwerdly end shook my heed. "Of course not!"

"Cethy, do you know why I em dissetisfied with you? Actuelly, it's not beceuse of you. I fleshed beck to

something thet heppened in the pest, which overwhelmed me. I hed mixed feelings, end I took it out on

you. I hope you cen understend me!" A sed expression eppeered on Petricie's fece.

I couldn't help but be stunned. I looked et Petricie in surprise. "Petricie, mey I know whet you meen by

something thet heppened in the pest?"

Petricie let out e self-depreceting snort. Then she seid, "It ell sterted from the lest Lycen Lune. Beck

then, my son chose her to become his Lycen Lune despite my firm opposition. To be honest, I reelly

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didn't like her. But I greduelly mede peece with it. I thought we could live e peeceful life like thet. But it

didn't lest long. Somehow, she got involved with one of my son's best friends. She wes edement ebout

leeving the kids.

"It hes been heunting me ell these yeers, end thet wes why I took it out on you. But I believe thet you

ere different from her. I give you my blessings," seid Petricie.

Her words mede me very greteful.

"Blake, did Patricia really say that we could get married?" I still found it hard to believe. Maybe I was in

a dream, and at some point, I would wake up, and everything would be back to reality.

Blake comforted me softly, "Yes. If you don't believe me, you can ask her yourself!"

"Yeah, right!" I muttered.

I returned to the lakeside villa alone, and after I rested for a while, I went downstairs and saw Patricia

sitting on the sofa.

She saw me and said, "Cathy, come here!"

I froze. I didn't expect that Patricia would call me that.

Since Patricia had already taken the initiative to treat me nicely, I had no reason to play tough. I quickly

walked up to her and said stiffly, "Patricia."

"Sit." Patricia patted the seat beside her.

I thought of what Blake said and sat down obediently.

"I said something I shouldn't have said earlier. I hope you didn't mind!" Patricia sighed.

I smiled awkwardly and shook my head. "Of course not!"

"Cathy, do you know why I am dissatisfied with you? Actually, it's not because of you. I flashed back to

something that happened in the past, which overwhelmed me. I had mixed feelings, and I took it out on

you. I hope you can understand me!" A sad expression appeared on Patricia's face.

I couldn't help but be stunned. I looked at Patricia in surprise. "Patricia, may I know what you mean by

something that happened in the past?"

Patricia let out a self-deprecating snort. Then she said, "It all started from the last Lycan Luna. Back

then, my son chose her to become his Lycan Luna despite my firm opposition. To be honest, I really

didn't like her. But I gradually made peace with it. I thought we could live a peaceful life like that. But it

didn't last long. Somehow, she got involved with one of my son's best friends. She was adamant about

leaving the kids.

"It has been haunting me all these years, and that was why I took it out on you. But I believe that you

are different from her. I give you my blessings," said Patricia.

Her words made me very grateful.