Catherine’s POV
“If mommy has another baby, then I’ll become its older sister, right?” Hedwig asked seriously.
“Yes, you’ll have a little brother or sister. How’s that?” asked Patricia with a smile.
“No! I don’t want that. I want to be the younger sister. So, Noah will always indulge me!” Hedwig said in a childish tone.
Patricia and Emerson were somewhat stunned, while Blake and I smiled.
“Hedwig, you’ll learn more things if you have a younger brother or sister.”
“Really?” Hedwig blinked her big eyes.
“You’ll learn to share and to take care of others, and…”
“Patricia, I don’t want to share. I already have to share mommy and daddy’s love with Noah. And daddy promised me that he wouldn’t have other children!” Hedwig somehow dragged Blake into the conversation.
Patricia’s eyes suddenly turned stern. She stared at Blake and asked, “When did you promise Hedwig such a thing?”
Blake forced a smile. “I said so when I just took them back. Grandma, I only met them a short time ago. Maybe we should talk about that later. It’ll be too much for them now.”
“Too much? How come? Hedwig and Noah are already four. It’s perfect timing to have babies now!” Patricia turned to me at once. “Catherine, you are young. It’s the best time to have babies and you’ll recover quickly.”
Patricia’s words sent a thrill through me. I was not prepared to get pregnant again.
Blake comforted Patricia, “Grandma, why are you in such a hurry? Can we get back to it after we settle the wedding and get married?”
Hedwig burst into tears. She wiped her face and said, “Daddy and mommy won’t love me anymore if they have other babies, right?”
Patricia quickly grabbed some snacks. She tried to comfort Hedwig and said, “Hedwig, it’s OK. Don’t worry. You will always be our favorite Princess!”
“I don’t believe you!” Hedwig turned her face away.
Since Hedwig was not convinced, Patricia looked at Noah and asked, “Noah, what do you think?”
Noah pursed his lips. “If they can have more babies, I’m OK with it!”
Hedwig turned her head and glared at him. “Noah, how can you say that?”
Noah shrugged. “I mean it. Hedwig, don’t worry. I’m sure mommy doesn’t want to have another baby. We are quite a handful to her already!”
After Patricia and Emerson had sent the kids to school, I got into Blake’s car.
Blake reached out to hug me. “Are you mad?”
I turned to look at him and said with a slightly dissatisfied tone, “Don’t tell me that you’re also thinking about having another baby.”
“I’m not. I swear.” Blake raised his hand.
“Then how are you going to explain it to Patricia? It seems that she has made up her mind.” I sighed.
Blake frowned. “She must have heard something when she was chatting with her friends yesterday. That’s why she makes such a big deal out of it.”
“What? Damn. I’m doomed today. She said she would take me to meet her friends later.” I was so scared.
Blake could not help smiling. He patted my shoulder to comfort me. “If they push you too much, you can put all the blame on me. I don’t mind.”
Since Blake showed a fine gesture, I whispered to his ear, “Then can I say that you are impotent?”
Blake’s eyes instantly darkened. He grabbed my waist with his big hand. “Come again?”
His deterring expression frightened me. I dared not to say more and only chuckled. “Come on. Don’t be mad. I was just joking with you. You asked me to put all the blame on you.”
“I didn’t tell you to ruin my male self-esteem.” Blake frowned in dissatisfaction.
I said in a sweet tone, “Fine. I won’t say that.”
Blake leaned next to my ear. “Try me, and you’ll know whether I’m impotent or not.”
I struggled to push him away. But I failed, and he hugged me even tighter.
“We will dine out tonight, and we’ll have a try after dinner,” Blake said.
I frowned. “So soon?”
“Why not? You have made me suffer.” His lips curled into a smile.
I nodded. “OK. We’ll see. It depends on when your grandma allows me to leave.”
“I will come to pick you up anyway. Then we’ll go out. Just the two of us,” Blake quickly said.
I smiled quietly. “Alright. Let’s talk about this later.”
Then, I thought about the lunch meeting with Leo later. I had to be serious about that as well.
At noon, after I finished work, I asked my assistant to book a private room near the company.
I called Leo’s crazy fan, Roxanne, and she sounded very excited.
Then, I called Leo. He said in a lazy voice, “Send me the address. I will be there soon!”
I was glad Leo was not playing the superstar. He was always easy to talk to.
I texted him the address and went to the restaurant to wait for him and Roxanne.
Since Roxanne was a big client of mine, I decided to pay for the meal.
That was one way to keep loyal clients. I ordered all the dishes from the chef’s special today.
Roxanne arrived first and dressed up nicely. The moment she entered, she asked me, “Ms. Wyatt, how do I look today? Do I look pretty? Or, is this too much?”
She cared so much about her appearance because she wanted to give Leo a good impression.
“You look pretty good. I mean it.” I was telling the truth. Roxanne looked pretty and sweet in the dress she had so carefully chosen.
“Ms. Wyatt, I’m so excited and nervous. My palms are wet,” Roxanne said bluntly, not afraid of being mocked by me.
I comforted her with a smile, “Relax. It’s just a meal.”
“You’re right, but I just can’t help it. If I’m too clumsy later, can you put in a few good words for me?” Roxanne was a typical fan who was waiting to see her idol.
I was about to nod, but the door to the private room was suddenly pushed open, and a slender figure entered.