Chapter 957 Mutual Affection
Suddenly, an attendant approached with some medicine and a glass of water. “Mr. Melton, Mr. Aaron has prepared your medicine. He said it will help if you take it as soon as possible,” the attendant said.
Upon hearing this, Rylan changed his expression. He looked unpleasant and wary.
The sudden change in atmosphere left the attendant bewildered. The water in the glass was hot, causing his hand to strain, yet he dared not speak up.
Catherine glanced at him and said to Rylan, “Your grandfather is right. The medicine should be taken as soon as possible.”
Rylan paused for a moment. Then he took the glass from the attendant. He was expressionless as he waved the attendant away.
Relieved, the attendant immediately retreated.
Rylan unpacked the medicine, and the pungent medicinal aroma hit Catherine’s nose. Without tasting, she could tell it must be very bitter.
However, Rylan took it without wrinkling his brow.
“Mr. Theo is here as well. If you’re not feeling well, you might want to see him, “Catherine advised.
Upon hearing this, Rylan lifted his head and gazed at Catherine with a tender expression. “Catherine, are you showing concern for me?”
Catherine looked at him expressionlessly and said coldly, “Do we have a feud?”
Rylan was momentarily stunned, unsure how to respond. After a while, he slowly shook his head.
Catherine continued, “Since we have no feud, why would I wish for you to fall ill?”
Rylan realized, and he was relieved. As he looked at Catherine, her eyes seemed even gentler. He replied with a smile, “You’re right. When I have time, I’ll pay a visit to Mr. Theo and see if he’s willing to help.”
Thomas wasn’t an easily accessible doctor. Whether he treated someone depended entirely on his mood.
A buzzing sound came from Catherine’s pocket. Without checking it, she knew who was calling.
As she prepared to leave, passing by Rylan, Catherine suddenly stopped and casually looked at him. “Don’t avoid medical treatment. You know that, right?” Even a child understood this principle, so if Rylan didn’t get it himself, there was nothing she could do.
As adults, everyone was responsible for their choices, and Rylan was no exception. He understood Catherine’s meaning. He replied with a somewhat bitter smile, “I know. If you have something to do, go ahead.”
Hearing that, Catherine left without looking back.
Although she didn’t say anything, Rylan could easily guess who was looking for her. The changes in Catherine’s expression revealed everything. As her phone vibrated, amusement glimmered in her eyes. It indicated the truth.
Because she cared about that person, her emotions could be changed simply by a phone call. Unfortunately, this didn’t belong to Rylan. He envied that person madly but was helpless.
Catherine emerged from the backyard and spotted Branden leaning casually by the door. Judging by his posture, he must have been standing there for a while. “Why didn’t you call me when you arrived?” she asked.
Branden glanced beyond Catherine to the direction behind her. “Seeing you two engrossed in conversation, I didn’t want to interrupt.”
Catherine squinted and assessed Branden with a playful smile. He was spouting nonsense so seriously. Intentionally moving closer, Catherine reached him and tilted her head to stare at his beautiful eyes. “Are you really not disturbing or are you feeling jealous and sulking?” she teased.
Branden disdainfully turned his head away, not wanting Catherine to see his awkwardness. “Jealous? Is that necessary?”
Catherine thought he was really arrogant. She couldn’t pass up this opportunity for banter, and she looked at Branden with a smug expression. ” So, you’re saying even if I’m flirting with other men, you wouldn’t be jealous?”
“Of course not,” Branden replied without hesitation.
Catherine frowned, preparing to deal with this stubborn man. But then Branden confidently declared, “There wouldn’t be any other men to begin with. Anyone who dares to covet you would end up shark food in the western Patrific.”
Any man daring to have designs on Catherine would pay the price. Branden wasn’t jealous because Rylan wasn’t worthy of being his opponent.
Catherine was momentarily stunned, and then she playfully inquired, “What if I fall in love with someone else or develop feelings for another person?”
Branden suddenly sneered. On his handsome face, his once gentle eyes instantly darkened, and his entire aura became incredibly intimidating. In a cold and terrifying voice, he stated, ” I’m capable of forcibly taking you away.
Even if Catherine liked someone else, Branden wouldn’t hesitate to keep her by his side and ensure that man never appeared again. Branden admitted to being domineering, acknowledged his authoritarian nature, and was willing to accept criticism for forcibly seizing what he wanted. That didn’t matter. Once he fell in love, he didn’t want to let go.
Branden gently caressed Catherine’s cheek and stared at her affectionately. My love is too possessive. I hope it hasn’t scared you away.”
He was always cautious while loving Catherine. He had never dared to fully reveal his feelings, fearing that his excessively domineering love would frighten Catherine. Now, he showed his true self. Even if Catherine wanted to leave, he wouldn’t allow it.
Catherine was momentarily stunned by Branden’s words. This reaction left Branden internally conflicted. Accustomed to a smooth life, he was always confident. But he only treated Catherine carefully.
After a while, Catherine came back to her senses. She smiled and looked at Branden with her bright eyes. She wrapped her arm around Branden’s, leaning gently against his side. She said gently, “What a coincidence! I happen to be the same kind of person. It seems we’re the most suitable, a one-of-a- kind pairing.”
She was just as domineering, selfish, and assertive as he was. If she set her sights on something, even if it meant taking it forcefully, she would find a way to keep it by her side.
Branden’s tense expression gradually relaxed. He felt happy that everything turned out so luckily, and the girl he liked happened to like him. There was nothing more joyful than mutual affection.
