All Her Secrets

Chapter 776 Bear the Consequences When Catherine woke up the next day, she found herself in a soft, large bed. Looking around at the familiar furniture, she reached out to touch her throbbing head and slowly sat up. This was the Duncans' old mansion, and she had slept in Branden's bed.

The wild night left Catherine exhausted. She lifted the covers and slowly moved off the bed. Her legs felt extremely heavy, and as she stood up, a sharp pain shot through her, causing her to curse inwardly.

As she cursed, Branden entered the room. "Oh, you're awake?" he asked.

Seeing him, Catherine fell back onto the bed, shooting him a resentful look.

Sensing her displeasure, Branden smiled apologetically, set down the food he was carrying, and walked straight over to her. He bent down and lifted her, carrying her to the bathroom. "Wash your face. Then let's have breakfast," he said.

Catherine tilted her head to look at him, her eyes showing a hint of disdain, her hands unmoving.

Branden knew she was angry, so he patiently placated her. "You can scold or beat me if you want, but eat something first to get your strength back."Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

"Are you sure?" Catherine stared at him intently.

Branden nodded confidently. "Yes, one hundred percent sure. Go wash up."

With Branden's assurance, Catherine went to the bathroom to wash her face and brush her teeth. After that, he carried her to the couch outside, where she slowly ate the breakfast he had prepared. At the same time, he meticulously applied Catherine's skincare products to her face.

Although Catherine had plenty of skincare products, she had never bothered to use them. She usually just washed her face with water. For her, keeping clean was enough. Only Branden would patiently apply them to her skin.

Catherine nibbled on the succulent steak, chatting casually with Branden. "Aren't you supposed to be very busy today? Why didn't you go to the office?"

Branden had indeed been very busy lately. Otherwise, he wouldn't have let Catherine sleep alone. He went to the office early in the morning, handled some matters, and then rushed back home. He knew Catherine well and was sure she wouldn't have breakfast. He didn't want her to undo all the progress made in nursing her stomach back to health.

Perhaps because Catherine was too tired yesterday, her appetite was good today. She finished her breakfast in no time.

Seeing her stand up, Branden took the initiative to clear the leftovers. "You should go downstairs for a walk. It's good to get some exercise," he suggested.

Catherine nodded in agreement, a hint of coldness in her eyes. "It's good to get some exercise, but I don't necessarily have to go downstairs."

e Branden suddenly felt a chill down his spine, giving him a creepy sensation. Subconsciously, he turned around and met Catherine's coldn gaze. The chilling look in her eyes was eerie, causing his nerves to tense up instantly. He subconsciously stepped back, his eyes alert as he watched Catherine.

"You're not really planning to do something to me, are you?" he asked.

Catherine looked at him with a smirk. "

You said it yourself, whether it's scolding or beating, it's all fine. Now that I've finished breakfast, you need to fulfill your promise, don't you?" Branden felt somewhat helpless as Catherine approached him step by step, leaving him no chance to escape. He had brought this upon himself by spoiling her daily, and now he had to bear the consequences.