"No, it's your tolerance that's brought us here," Catherine insisted, feeling Patricia was the key figure.
"Enough, we're family. No need for formalities. Just promise to build a good life with Blake, and I'll enjoy my days through you," Patricia said cheerfully.
"We will," Catherine replied, her face flushing with shyness.
"One more thing. Abigail and I discussed it. After your wedding, the first thing is to have another child—don't wait." Patricia rubbed her hands, slightly embarrassed.
Catherine said nothing.
"I know you young folks might think two kids are enough, but a house full of life is the best kind of family legacy. You and Blake are still young, Abigail's back, and the twins are growing up— it's the perfect time to think about adding to your family." Patricia's tone was all persuasion.
Catherine forced a smile, not wanting to refuse Patricia.
She nodded. "I'll talk to Blake, Granny."
Emerson called Blake
The young man quickly thanked him and left.Nick glared at his father, "What do you mean? You're not the one who got bitten. Are you not even heartbroken?""How could I not be heartbroken? But we need to stay calm—"Richard lowered his voice, "That bastard and his dog deserve to die, but we can't confront them head-on. Leave it to me. I'll make sure he pays."The next morning, the sun shone brightly, a rare clear day.With winter gone and spring arriving, the grass and trees grew greener, and the entire city buzzed with vitality.People's smiles were brighter, as if everything had a fresh start.For the Royal Pack, today was such a day of hope—the grand wedding of Blake and Catherine.The wedding caused a sensation across the city, watched by all.Early in the morning, at Patricia's request, the manor had been thoroughly transformed.White ribbons and golden fairy lights hung from the lampposts. By day
"Never mind that, I'll talk when I get back. It's not convenient now!" Emily was wary of her phone being monitored and dared not be explicit."Right. Gotta go." Blake ignored the hint of anticipation in her tone and hung up.Emily tightened her grip on the phone, standing under the sun for a long while.The biting cold wind that had just brushed her face now seemed less harsh.She hugged herself, a self-mocking smile tugging at her lips.Blake hung up, his expression darkening as he wondered what Emily was up to.But no matter her schemes, Blake felt no fear.To him, she was nothing but a cunning, ambitious woman with a penchant for petty tricks.Blake went downstairs and found Catherine on the phone, her voice indicating she was talking to her friend Melinda.Not wanting to disturb her, he turned to spend time with his son.Noah was growing into a well-behaved young man.Unlike his younger days, he now foc
"No, it's your tolerance that's brought us here," Catherine insisted, feeling Patricia was the key figure."Enough, we're family. No need for formalities. Just promise to build a good life with Blake, and I'll enjoy my days through you," Patricia said cheerfully."We will," Catherine replied, her face flushing with shyness."One more thing. Abigail and I discussed it. After your wedding, the first thing is to have another child—don't wait." Patricia rubbed her hands, slightly embarrassed.Catherine said nothing."I know you young folks might think two kids are enough, but a house full of life is the best kind of family legacy. You and Blake are still young, Abigail's back, and the twins are growing up— it's the perfect time to think about adding to your family." Patricia's tone was all persuasion.Catherine forced a smile, not wanting to refuse Patricia.She nodded. "I'll talk to Blake, Granny."Emerson called Blake
Time flew by, and the wedding was tomorrow—a day of great joy for the Royal Pack. Everyone had been looking forward to it.Halsey decided to return to the States for his daughter's wedding.Though Blake hadn't formally invited him, Halsey knew he'd been forgiven and accepted as Catherine's father.Reuniting with his daughter and gaining such an excellent son-in-law filled Halsey with happiness and contentment.The only regret was the precious bond he and Abigail once shared, but they had both learned to let it go, focusing solely on their children's happiness.Kind-hearted people often think alike.Halsey was grateful for Abigail's companionship over the years, and she felt the same.Emerson's mood had stabilized recently, perhaps buoyed by the joy of the occasion.He ate more, and his complexion and health improved.Patricia's smile was unstoppable.A forthright person, her emotions were always worn on her
"Stop overthinking! Once married, why would there be divorce?" Olivia said, both anxious and annoyed that Sunny was thinking so far ahead.Sunny gazed at her calmly. "Olivia, I truly love him. I'm just afraid my issues might cause him trouble. I don't think marriage is urgent. Let's wait until your matters are settled before discussing this.""Ugh, it's all my fault. Sunny, do you blame me for coming between you two?" Olivia said, slapping her own face in frustration.Sunny grabbed her arm in surprise. "Olivia, don't do that. I don't blame you. I know you've had your struggles too!""No, I had plenty of choices, yet I picked the most wrong path!" Olivia lamented her reckless youth, now seeing it as utter foolishness."Everyone makes mistakes when they're young!" Sunny smiled reassuringly.Olivia looked at Sunny's gentle face and murmured, "You and he have such similar personalities.""Olivia, what are you muttering about?" Sunny didn'
"Wow, Mom, you have so many photos of Dad here! And there's one where he's not wearing any clothes!" the little girl exclaimed in surprise as she flipped through the album.Hearing the words "not wearing any clothes," the coffee Blake was sipping nearly sprayed out.He quickly leaned over to check the photo and was somewhat relieved to see it was just a picture of him sleeping in bed.Catherine was already mortified. Truth be told, she had indeed taken quite a few sneaky photos of Blake, but these were meant for her private enjoyment.Blake looked at Catherine with a meaningful smile, making her face flush."Why do you even take photos of me sleeping? Are you really that fond of taking my pictures?" he teased.Catherine quickly snatched the phone away, turned it off, and stammered, "No, I only took a few. Speaking of which, the food hasn't arrived yet. I'm getting hungry."Blake knew she was deliberately changing the subject, and his
This was the most suitable diamond he could find, and it hadn't been easy.The designer beside him wore an awkward expression. Proud of his one-of-a-kind designs, he now stood shamefaced.Blake, considerate of the designer's pride, asked him to leave."Mom, this diamond is small and doesn't sparkle much. Where did Dad get it from?"The little one, too young to appreciate such things, compared it to her daily toys with large rhinestones, thinking her mom's diamond couldn't possibly be smaller.But now, seeing it, she realized it was indeed much smaller.Noah, however, remarked, "Can you compare real and fake ones?""What's real and fake?" Hedwig asked with wide, curious eyes.Catherine patiently explained, "Hedwig, the size of a diamond doesn't mean anything. Your dad's thoughtfulness is what matters. I think this ring is beautiful, and I love it.""Your happiness is all that counts. It's a gift for you!" Hedwig said with
Third Person's POVAbigail had clearly told her earlier that the twins were fast asleep."Hedwig, Daddy's not bullying Mommy. Actually, uh, Mommy got sand in her eye, and Daddy's blowing it out," Blake said, remarkably composed as he fabricated an excuse on the spot."Really? Mommy, how did you get sand in your eye? Is it serious?" Hedwig asked, her face etched with worry.Catherine's cheeks flushed as she quickly rubbed her eye. "I was standing by the window and the wind blew sand in. Hedwig, why are you and your brother up? Did you trick Granny?"Hedwig giggled. "We wanted to see Daddy, so we pretended to sleep!""You shouldn't do that. Granny would be so sad if she knew," Catherine said, her face stern as she gently reprimanded the children."Next time, remember to knock before entering, understand?" Blake said sternly to his son.Noah pouted. "Got it, I'll knock next time so you two can prepare.""Come on, Hedwig, le
Third Person's POVA knock sounded, and the butler entered, handing Emily a phone. "Mr. Chavez is calling for you."Emily's face darkened as she took the call. Richard's voice came through, "Emily, are you still angry with me?""Why did you do this? Am I not your daughter?" Her voice still trembled."Of course you are. I have always treated you as my own. I'm in trouble, and you'll help me through it, right? You've always been a good girl," Richard's tone dripped with feigned warmth."Yes, I will," Emily replied, her voice hollow, her heart now a cold, determined void.The naive, dependent stepdaughter was gone—hatred and clarity had taken root, and she knew her retaliation was about to begin.Blake and Catherine's wedding invitations had been sent out, met with numerous blessings.Abigail and Patricia helped Catherine choose several dresses, including a nearly ten-million-dollar pure white wedding gown embedded with thou