Lahat ng Kabanata ng My Mate Has Two Wolves: Kabanata 341 - Kabanata 350

He walked into the room and saw her sitting on the couch. She looked up and smiled at him. He could see the sadness in her eyes. He sat down next to her and asked if she was okay. She nodded and said she was just feeling a little down. He reached out and held her hand, letting her know that he was there for her. They sat in silence for a while, just enjoying each other's presence. Eventually, he broke the silence and told her that he loved her. She looked at him, her eyes filled with tears, and said she loved him too. They hugged each other tightly, finding comfort in each other's embrace. As Blake descended from Emerson's room, he happened to see Leo walking in. He came alone, without Sunny, and his expression was somewhat tense as he entered. "Where's Sunny? Why are you here alone? Didn't you bring her?" Patricia was the first to ask him. Leo's face was calm as he replied, "She's got something to do, can't make it. Maybe next time." "Mom!" Leo saw Abigail nearby, and his ha

Third Person's POV Nick watched Catherine leave, a strange gleam in his eyes. Although their encounter was brief, Catherine's figure was deeply branded in his heart. For some reason, Nick felt his heart beating accelerate, and a long-lost fervor began to spread in his chest. He realized that this sudden emotional fluctuation left him somewhat at a loss. Nick took a deep breath, trying to suppress the restless emotions within, and continued up the stairs. When he saw Emerson's weakened face, he couldn't help but think, 'Emily was right. Emerson's health was indeed getting worse.' "Grandpa, how have you been feeling lately?" Nick asked with concern, his face full of worry. Emerson shook his head and sighed, "Not too well. How about you? Is everything going smoothly with the company?" "Thanks to your help, everything is going quite well. But... I've run into some trouble," Nick's face showed a hint of frustration as he said, "Perhaps it's because I don't have extensive c

Third Person's POV Leo strode up behind her, his deep eyes fixed on her pale face, devoid of any color. Then, with arms as strong as pincers, he pulled her into his embrace, feeling as if he was holding a block of ice. This woman was radiating cold. Was she not concerned about her own life? "You..." Sunny didn't expect him to hold her suddenly. The words she was about to say instantly stuck in her throat, so she just stayed still in his arms. Two seconds later, Leo took her into the hall, shutting the cold outside, his handsome face as cold as frost, extremely unpleasant, and he questioned, "Do you want to die?" Sunny was stunned for a moment and quickly shook her head. "Of course not, I just..." "Don't think that if you get sick, I won't force you to go find Olivia!" Leo misinterpreted her words to mean what he thought. "..." Well, she didn't think that much. She was just feeling upset, took her phone and listened to that recording twice, feeling more and more that O

Third Person's POV "Tonight, I'd like to have dinner with Catherine and the children. I'm not sure if Blake will agree," Halsey said, a hint of worry in his voice. "If it's difficult for you to talk to him, I can ask him," Abigail thought that if Halsey called Blake, he might be refused, but if she spoke to him, there might be a glimmer of hope. "I don't want to put you in a difficult position. Forget it. If I can't see the children, then seeing Catherine would be nice. I really want to see her," Halsey chuckled softly. "Alright, you father and daughter should have a get-together, and I won't join," Abigail replied. "Okay, I'll call Catherine later and ask her," Halsey nodded. Even though he wished Abigail could come along, he felt it wasn't quite appropriate. Upon receiving Halsey's call, Catherine was delighted. "Dad, why have you suddenly returned? You didn't give me a heads up." "I decided to come back on a whim. Can we have dinner together tonight? It would be wonder

Third Person's POV As Catherine escorted Halsey to the hotel, they had just arrived at the lobby entrance when she ran into someone. It was Harley. Dressed in casual attire and wearing a baseball cap, he was followed by a few people who appeared to be his assistants and agents. The seven-star hotel was bustling with activity, but as soon as Catherine looked up, she saw him heading towards her. Clearly, Harley had also spotted her and, after briefly instructing those behind him, approached Catherine alone. "Harley!" Catherine greeted him with a smile. Halsey, standing beside her, asked out of curiosity, "Catherine, is this a friend of you?" "Yes, you go ahead upstairs. I'll chat with him for a bit," Catherine replied. Halsey nodded and left. Harley looked at Halsey with interest for a moment, then asked Catherine, "Who's that man?" "It's a long story. Troy was my adoptive father. He's my biological father. I've only just recently reunited with him," Catherine didn'