Chapter 179
Chapter 179
Catherine's POV
I suddenly received a call from Blake when I was in the office.
I was a little puzzled why he called me at this time. I picked up the phone.
A deep and pleasant voice sounded from the other end of the line.
"When you were eating with Hedwig in the restaurant yesterday, Gina's people took some photos of you. She just came to me with them to tell on you," said Blake with a chuckle.
"What? She hired someone to follow me?" I was shocked. Exactly how much did Gina hate me? She even hired someone to follow me when I was out! It was outrageous.
Blake said calmly, "Be more careful when you go out from now on. Or there might be another scandal before you know it."
"I see. Did you tell her about Hedwig?" I asked.
"Yes. I told her that the girl was my daughter. She seemed devastated." said Blake lazily.
I smiled bitterly, "I guess the public will know about the kids sooner or later."
"Don't worry. Our kids can't live in the shadows forever. It may not be a bad thing to let them face it early. Besides, you should have faith in their resilience," Blake comforted.
"You're right. Gina is going too far. I need to talk to her." I was full of anger.
I was disgusted at the thought of being followed.
"Alright. You can deal with it yourself." Blake agreed.
After I hung up the phone, I walked up and down the office. The more I thought about it, the more annoyed I felt.
Gina came to make me a deal yesterday. I didn't expect that she would find someone to follow me on the same night.
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I took out my phone and called Gina. I said, "Are you happy now? How does it feel to know the truth? It feels worse, doesn't it?"
"Did Blake tell you? Well, he holds nothing back from you. Stop showing off in front of me. A daughter is nothing. Unless you give birth to his son. A girl can't be the Lycan King," Gina sneered.
"I want to know. Why did you have me followed? What were you up to?" I was so pissed off. She was the one who had someone stalking me and taking photos of me, and she was the one who smeared me in front of Blake. Now she had the nerve to accuse me of showing off!
If I wanted to show off, I would have gone public about my kids a long time ago.
"If you want to blame someone, blame yourself. I didn't send anyone to follow you. A former assistant of mine ran into you at the restaurant, and she took the photos and sent them to me. Catherine, just admit it. You came back to Sayreville to snatch Blake away from me. Otherwise, why would you keep hiding the fact that you have a daughter? You are so sinister and vicious. You are an awful human," Gina cursed hatefully.
I frowned. I didn't know whether to believe what she said.
Gina didn't have me followed?
Her former assistant just happened to be there?
"It's my daughter. I can keep her away from the public if that's what I want. What does it have to do with you?" I sneered.
"You raised your daughter so you could ask for money from Blake. Then you hooked up with him. Catherine, I didn't expect you to pull a stunt like this. What a brilliant move!" Gina was still unwilling.
"Aren't you afraid I'll cancel our deal if you keep raving like this?" I threatened.
"Will you? I don't think so. I'm sure you want to find your biological parents very much," Gina said with certainty.
She was right. Although I was full of anger, I wouldn't cancel my deal with her, because I wanted to know every clue that could tell me who I was.
"I am warning you. Don't you ever take pictures of my daughter again!" I gnashed my teeth in anger.
Gina, however, was even angrier. She hung up the phone directly.
After a quarrel with Gina, I calmed down a bit and went on with my work.
Gina and I had fought since we were kids. I shouldn't have wasted my time on her.
It was past two in the afternoon.
I had an appointment with Penelope Cooper, the pack's doctor, so I asked Melinda for the afternoon off.
I came to the conference hall of the royal pack, where the consultation room for the pack's doctor was. Penelope was in the room.
From the voice on the phone, Penelope was a middle-aged woman. When we met, I found that she was well-maintained and looked very young.
"Ms. Wyatt, it is a pleasure to serve you." Penelope smiled politely at me.
I nodded politely at her. "Dr. Cooper, I'll be counting on you."
"Don't worry." Dr. Cooper smiled. Then she said, "Can you describe your symptoms?"
I paused and then said with some embarrassment, "I am afraid of physical contact with men."
"When did you first notice it?"
"Four years ago." I said with certainty.
"Do you know what the cause was?"
"Yes."
Penelope immediately smiled and said, "Ms. Wyatt, relax. In fact, King Blake has already given me a full account of what happened between you and him five years ago. He believed that it was the night you two met five years ago that caused you to have these bad memories."
"What did he say?" I was still in a bind, wondering how I should tell Penelope about what happened. However, according to Penelope, Blake had already told her about it.
Penelope pushed up her glasses and said gently, "There's no need to be shy. You and I are both women. I can understand what you have been through. King Blake said you two had an intimate encounter five years ago by chance. That night, his wolf took over his body, and he did that to you, because he didn't have a choice. He also said that he regretted hurting you."
I couldn't describe the feeling in my heart. It was complicated. Memories came rushing to me like a tide, making me overwhelmed.
I suddenly pressed my head down hard, resisting the recollection.
"Dr. Cooper, can I take a break?"
"Ms. Wyatt, you must open your heart and face it. Don't run away anymore. Tell me how you felt at that time."
"I was very scared and confused. I felt hopeless, and I couldn't find a way out. That night, I was banished by my father, and I also faced my first shift that day. There were also rogues in the forest. I didn't dare to sleep at all, and I had to endure the pain in my body. I was desperate!"
Under Penelope's gentle gaze, I calmed down and started to recollect.
"Do you hate the person who hurt you?"