Chapter 169: What Kind Of Person Do You Think I Am?
When the dinner was coming to an end, Cathryn found Janice, who was talking fast to her boyfriend with cheerful reddish cheeks and giggling in a loud, girlish tone.
“Thank you for helping me earlier tonight,” Cathryn toasted with Janice’s glass of white wine and smiled gratefully at her.
When Janice first saw Cathryn, she had the impression that Cathryn was quiet and soft in her temper. But after the encounter with Ada, observing how she treated her rival in love, Janice had understood that she was much more than that. But generally, she looked like a good person and was really in love with Keith, and that’s what mattered to her to form a friendship.
It seemed that the days ahead were long for her to get to know Cathryn Riley.
The two glasses made a loud, crispy sound when they touched each other. Both young women laughed, and their laughter covered the glass sound.
“When is the wedding?” Janice asked as she took a big swig of wine, and she continued seriously before she got the answer, “We have to work fast on your German, though. Or when the pastor reads the pledge, you could understand what kind of trouble you are agreeing to.”
“What kind of person do you think I am?” Keith joined their chat.
Janice said with an unchanged scornful face, “What kind of person do you think you are, that you’re working your way to my Kevin?”
All of them laughed.
The wedding was a big issue given that Keith was the third-generation heir to the Clarkson Family. His wedding was bound to be grand and enormous and must be discussed by the whole family.
After the dinner, Helen came to find Cathryn when she had just changed her evening dress. Seeing Helen coming over, Cathryn went naturally ahead to hug her, like a child seeing her mother come.
Even though she managed Ada tonight, it was far from the highlight of her challenges. Although she tried very hard to attend to everyone at the dinner, she still regretted not having done better. Cathryn felt a bit sorry for Helen’s generosity.
However, Helen came to Cathryn, not for this. She held her soon-to-be daughter-in-law, kissed her cheek, and asked concernedly.
“How are you, my child?”
For Helen, there’s no different line between an in-law and not. Cathryn was engaged to Keith, and it’s enough for her to see this girl as her daughter. When Cathryn was upset by her own performance today, Helen was more concerned if she was tired after the whole day.
Cathryn suddenly thought of her own mother.
She smiled and said she was feeling great. Helen looked a little relieved and told Cathryn, “Let’s have Keith show you around tomorrow and relax.”
Cathryn suddenly realized she hadn’t visited Dusseldorf at all, but for the fascinating statues in the airport and a quick view of the city’s architectural designs, she was thrilled to hear Helen’s words, and all her fatigue was gone.
After Helen had left, Cathryn went to play with Briston for a while. The little guy hadn’t adapted to a regular sleeping hour. He basically sleeps when he is full and eats when he’s awake. The nanny was doing a great job taking care of him during the whole evening.
“He’s much nicer than babies of the same age.” The nanny smiled at Cathryn and went on, “All of them are different, the babies I used to care for, some wake up at night and won’t stop crying for a while even when they have milk in front of them, and some have a little anorexia and do not want milk at all…”
Talking about taking care of babies, the nanny becomes much more talkative.
Cathryn felt grateful to her from the bottom of her heart.
Briston had his milk and started rubbing his eyes with his small fists. His black, long curly eyelashes were watery and swept like a doll.
He started looking up at his mother with a hand in his mouth, those obsidian eyes bent to a smile.
Cathryn was so touched by him, and her heart went soft. Holding him up, the baby kicked his legs with pleasure, and his soft feet felt like cotton candy.
“Briston, Mom and Dad are going out tomorrow.”
She bowed her head to kiss Briston’s cheek, the baby went even happier as he felt the temperature of his mother. His fleshy legs were kicking joyfully, and he reached his little pink fists to his mother’s cheek.
Cathryn grinned and asked after a long while, “Do you want to join us?”
Briston responded with a cheerful kick.
Cathryn smiled and announced playfully. “But we are going without you! Daddy and mommy are going on a date!”
The baby couldn’t understand, still kicking and reaching his arms. Cathryn had done all the washing, so she let him nibble her face. The baby didn’t had any teeth. His gum was soft and wet, leaving saliva all over her face.
She stayed with Briston until he fell asleep, and then she returned to the bedroom.
The light was on in the bedroom, and the water sound in the bathroom just stopped when she entered. Keith walked out with nothing but a thick, navy blue bath towel on his waist. He still had water drops on his hair and abs, flowing by the gully of his chest muscles, down into the lower part of his abdomen, and finally disappeared in the bath towel, wrapping the bulge underneath.© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.
Cathryn had a sharp intake of breath.
“Do you need a shower?”
Cathryn wouldn’t leave her eyes from the bulge, and Keith smiled and broke the silence.
“Yes.” She moved her eyes and went straight into the bathroom.
She remembered that they had made such a mess in the bathroom this afternoon, but apparently, the maid cleaned it up.
Stepping on the warm frosted marble floor in the shower, she realized that it was just washed clean by the water that Keith had just used. The pictures of what they did in the afternoon flashed all in her head, her face was hot, her body was a bit shaking, and her heart was singing.