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Chapter 33

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Catherine’s POV

I hated Gina’s phony face. I felt that she was always wearing a mask. Her expressions changedconstantly, and her true colors remained unknown to me.

“I am not interested in him. But it is my business. Why should I tell you?” I sneered.

I was very stubborn, and the dispute I had with Gina five years ago was also because of my temper.

Otherwise, I would not have met Blake in Shadow Forest.

It was useless for her to hunker down to ask for my help. She probably knew this as well, so she putaway her pitiful appearance.

“Do you really want to be against me? Think about it. You and I are from two worlds now. Making meyour enemy will do no good to you.” Since I wasn’t moved by her acting, she began to play tough.

That was who Gina really was. She enjoyed the feeling of being high above others.

“New Jersey is so big. Does staying in New Jersey make me your enemy?” I no longer wanted to talkto this unreasonable woman.

Gina’s face became even more sullen. Her eyes were filled with resentment. “I am warning you. Don’teven think about taking Blake away from me. You know how important he is to me.”

“If he is meant to be your mate, I can’t snatch him even if I want to. But if he isn’t, then you

shouldn’t blame anyone else,” I said sarcastically.

Gina looked like she had been pricked by a needle, and she became even more furious. “Even ifBlake’s mate is someone else, that person will never be you.”

I thought Gina was insane. Did she really think all the women in the world wanted Blake’s

attention?

I ignored her and strode out.

Harley looked at me as I walked out and asked with concern, “Cathy, you two quarreled again?”

“I’m taking off now, Harley.” I was in a bad mood and went straight to the elevator.

Inside, Gina suddenly swept the things on the table to the ground. I looked back and saw that theexpression on her face was constantly switching between fear and anger. I shook my head andcontinued walking forward.

After I was done with this, I went straight back to Blake’s lakeside villa, which was the place where I

was staying with the kids.

When returned to the villa and walked into the parlor, I saw a drawing board standing in the middle ofthe warlor, and Blake was holding Hedwig in one hand and drawing something on paper with the otherhand,

I thought that Blake wouldn’t be able to handle the two kids at first, but…

“Mommy is back!” Hedwig saw me first, She immediately jumped down from Blake’s leg excitedly andran over. She grabbed one of my fingers and pulled me forward. “Mommy, come over here. Daddy isdrawing for us.”

I didn’t want to go overat all, but I couldn’t bear to see Hedwig’s big eyes, so I had to go over andpretend to appreciate it.

“What is it? A Bar.” I looked at Blake’s work and smiled

Blake’s eves darkened in an instant, and he said with extreme unhappiness, “It is an angel.”

I couldn’t help but laugh out loud. Although Blake was under the nurturing of the royal family, hisdrawing was obviously lame,

“Seriously? You don’t say, “I teased.

Blake’s face sank. He walked away from the drawing board, threw away the pencil in his hand, crossedhis arms, and snorted, “Then why don’t you draw it? I want to admire your painting.”

I didn’t want to, but when I saw his contemptuous face, I immediately sat beside him and took a brush.

I pondered for a moment. Then the image of the Moon Goddess that had appeared in my dreamsemerged in my mind.

She wore a white gauze dress, and her body was surrounded by silvery white moonlight. She soothedmy pain in my dreams, giving me hope.

I immediately waved the pencil in my hand and began to draw on the drawing board.

In fact, Blake didn’t have any professional training in painting. For someone like him, it was already agood drawing. When I was in Pennsylvania, I went to a college together with humans, and I studiedpainting and design.

So, for me, painting was easy peasy. With just a few strokes, I sketched out the outline of the MoonGoddess in my dream. Blake saw it, and his face went even gloomier.

As time passed, the Moon Goddess on my drawing board had become more and more lively.

“Mommy is so great. The painting is so beautiful.” Noah immediately clapped his hands.

Hedwig also supported her face with her hands, looking at the Moon Goddess I drew with greatinterest.

I finished my painting and looked at Blake provocatively.

However, I found that Blake looked strange. It was as if he had discovered some secret, and he lookedat the painting with confusion and astonishment.

“What’s wrong? Are you impressed by my outstanding painting skills?” I asked.

“Who is the woman in your painting?” Blake did not answer my question.

“The Moon Goddess. Or rather, the Moon Goddess in my dream.” I was somehow confused, but I stillanswered him.

“in your dream?” Blake looked at me with a frown.

“Is there a problem? This is what the Moon Goddess ini y dreams looks like. I think all werewolveshave dreamed of the Moon Goddess more or less.” I placed the brushh in my hand on the table.

Blake’s expression softened a little, and his tone also became gentle. He said, “Then what did theMoon Goddess say to you in your dreams?”

My heart skipped a beat. I immediately said unhappily, “It’s none of your business!”

I did dream of the Moon Goddess. She guided me back to New Jersey and said that I would meet my

mate.

Yet, I did not meet my mate. Instead, I found Noah and Hedwig’s father.

In fact, I was not so obsessed with finding my mate anymore. Now that I had Noah and Hedwig, even ifI found my mate, he would find it hard to accept my children. He would probably reject me.

I couldn’t get over the fact that I lost the obsidian necklace my mother gave me. That was why mydreams hinted at me using such a way.

And that was why I brought Noah and Hedwig back to New Jersey this time.

But I didn’t want Blake to know any of this.

Fortunately, he didn’t ask further. Instead, he said indifferently, “Fine. You win. Tell me what you

want, and you shall have it!”

I was stunned and blinked. Did I make a bet with him back then when I was drawing?

“Mommy, hurry up and tell him! Daddy is offering you a chance,” Noah immediately jeered.

I coughed unnaturally. “I … I don’t want anything.”

“Are you sure?” Bloc raised his eyebrows.

I nodded.

“What a shame. I was going to offer you a job in the Chavez Group, but since you said that...”

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