My Mate Has Two Wolves By Jessica

Third person's POV

At first glance, Emily was not interested in continuing the conversation.

But Patricia was standing next to them, and she seemed pleased with the man. Emily forced a smile

with ladylike manners, "Nice to meet you. You're flattering me!"

"Alright. I'll leave you two alone!" Patricia said and left.

The smile on Emily's face turned a bit stiff after Patricia left.

Yet the man was interested in Emily. He passed a glass of wine to Emily and started chatting with her.

Emily was resentful. In her eyes, the man before her was so average in appearance and height. He

was not even worthy of being Blake's servant.

She suddenly felt upset. Was this the kind of man Patricia thought she deserved?

The more Emily thought about it, the sadder she felt. Patricia was so prejudiced, she thought.

All was quiet in the car as they drove toward the city's bustling downtown. Catherine threw herself into

Blake's arms.

Blake put one arm around her waist and took her hand in his with the other, playing gently with her

fingers.

"What did you learn from my grandma today?" Blake asked with a chuckle.

"I learned quite a few ways of greeting, sitting posture, and etiquette," Catherine answered.

"How do you feel about that?"

"So tired!" Catherine sighed. "It was exhausting. I couldn't chime in when they were talking."

Blake comforted her, "You are new to this kind of life. And you'll socialize with them more and more.

What do you do then?"

"I'll study and adapt to it if that is what you want. If you don't care about that, then I won't bother to learn

them." Catherine smiled.

Blake lowered his head and kissed her cheek. "If you are willing to learn for me, I will be very happy.

But, I don't want you to be too tired."

Catherine beamed. "You are the best. But since I have decided to do it, I must do it well, or I will be

sorry for the time I wasted!"

"Good for you."

"Well, you're not the only one whose time is valuable. My time is valuable, too," Catherine said.

The car reached its destination.

Catherine got out of the car and realized that they had arrived at a seven-star hotel.

She couldn't help but blush and stood helplessly next to Blake.

Blake looked at the black dress she wore, which perfectly revealed her fair skin and slender waist.

One glance made him feel as if his blood were about to boil.

"Let's go up and eat!" When Blake saw the changing expression on her face, he knew that she must be

thinking of something.

Blake reached out, gently held her hand, and led her to the hall.

Blake made the order, and some of the dishes were Catherine's favorites.

After the waiter left, the room finally belonged to the two of them.

Suddenly, Blake's phone rang. He took out his phone, looked at Catherine, and said, "It's the kids!"

Catherine urged, "Answer it! What if there's an emergency?"

"What emergencies can they possibly have?" Blake suspected that Noah had made the call

deliberately.

Blake quickly put his phone on the table and pressed the speaker.

Hedwig's loud voice rang out. "Daddy, daddy! You took mommy out again for a fancy meal. You didn't

take me with you. I hate you!"

Blake and Catherine were stunned. Then they both grinned.

Blake quickly comforted Hedwig, "Hedwig, I will take you for a fancy meal tomorrow, OK? Don't be

angry!"

"That's more like it!" Hedwig was easy to coax, and instantly, she was happy again.

At the same time, Noah said, "Stupid Hedwig, go away. I want to talk to daddy!"

"Noah, you're a bad guy. I won't talk to you ever again!"

Hedwig's voice trailed off. Maybe Noah ran away from her with the phone.

Noah's voice gave Blake a headache.

Catherine, however, had a smile on her face as she waited to speak to Noah.

Then, Noah said in an adult-like tone, "Daddy, why did you suddenly take mommy out for dinner? Were

you planning on something?"

Blake was not pleased when he heard Noah's question. He said in a low voice, "What do you mean by

that? I just wanted to take your mommy out for a meal to relax, because she has been too busy with

work recently!"

"That's enough, daddy, drop the act. You don't have to pretend in front of me. You just want to spend

some time alone with mommy!" Noah knew that Blake was lying.

Blake looked up at Catherine, who could not repress a laugh, thinking that he would teach Noah a

lesson when they got back.

"Fine! You got me. Do you have a problem?" Blake quit acting elegantly.

"Well, bring mommy back safely, and don't bully her!" Noah warned him.

"Noah, why are you so wary of me? Don't you want mommy to be closer to daddy?" Blake sounded

unhappy.

Catherine grabbed Blake's phone, put it next to her ear, and said, "Noah, did you have dinner yet?"

Noah smiled when he heard Catherine's voice. "Not yet. I'm about to. Mommy, where do you eat

today?"

"We are in a restaurant," Catherine said.

"Mommy, you sound nervous." Noah could tell it at once.

Catherine said, "I'm not. Don't think too much. Go eat your dinner. I'm hanging up!"

Catherine hung up the phone nervously and threw the phone at Blake.

Blake looked at her and thought she was so lovely. He smiled and passed her a glass of wine.

After dinner, Patricia hurried home to watch the kids.

Patricia stepped into the parlor and glanced around. She did not see Hedwig, so she went upstairs to

look for her.

Patricia opened the door and went in. On entering, she saw Hedwig looking for something. Hedwig had

opened many of the drawers of the bedside table, and she was wearing all sorts of jewels. Hedwig was

dressed as a princess.

Hedwig also shaped her brows and wore lipstick. She was carefully coloring her nails with lipstick now.

"My Princess, what are you doing?" Patricia pulled a wry face.

As soon as Hedwig saw Patricia enter, she pointed at her face and the jewelry on her neck with a

smile. "Patricia, look! Do I look pretty? I'm wearing mommy's lipstick! Am I pretty?"

Patricia laughed so hard that she could not stand upright. Hedwig looked like a kitten with lipstick all

over her face. She was so lovely.