Chapter 615
When Catelyn lowered her gaze, she was startled to find Miles and Ollies staring back at her. "why are you
both here?"
Miles and Ollie were carrying their school bags with the same expression on their faces.
"Godmother is sick, so we came to take care of her," replied Miles.
"You two are still children that need to be taken care of, and you think you can take care of your godmother?"
Catelyn rolled her eyes as she felt the existence of the two children here would only bring more trouble for
her.
Miles immediately jumped and shouted, "Mommy, you underestimated me!"
Ollie winked at Catelyn, implying that they could take good care of Miles's godmother.
Catelyn glanced at Joanne, asleep on the bed. she recalled how she adored playing with Miles the most.
Perhaps it would be nice to let these two stay so they could cheer her up.
With that, Catelyn lowered her voice and spoke, "Come in, but keep your voices down, and don't disturb your
godmother. Do you copy?"
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMiles immediately raised his hand to salute. "Yes, Ma'am!"
Catelyn was amused and hoped that they would make Joanne feel a little relieved, she also feared that Joanne
might be woken up from hunger and wanted to eat, so she went to the kitchen to cook porridge after having the
two children stay beside Joanne, she told them to call her immediately if Joanne woke up.
No one spoke, so it was quiet in the house.
Wrapping an apron at her front, Catelyn began cooking in the kitchen while keeping her movements small.
All of a sudden, her phone in her pocket rang.
Catelyn took a peek and saw it was from Cedrick.
He asked her about taking out the two kids. Catelyn was too busy to talk to him, so she simply said that she had
brought them to visit Stella before hanging up.
Soon, the smell of porridge filled up the living room.
At that moment, Catelyn could make out the sound of what sounded like mechanical clicks coming from the living
room.
Thinking that Miles and ollie were playing a video game, she hurried to the living room, wanting them to switch off
the game.
To her surprise, Joanne was there, sitting on the sofa in her pink pajamas, staring at the TV screen with a console at
hand.
The clicking sounds came from her!
As Catelyn expected, the console cracked a second later.
Miles and ollie sat by her side, enthusiastically playing with Joanne as Miles would occasionally give her orders.
"Godmother, hurry up; there's a monster on the left! Use your skill!
"That's right, that's it!"
In contrast, Ollie sat gracefully beside Joanne. Although he made not a sound, Catelyn could see the excitement on
his chubby face. She knew he, too, was immersed in that monster fighting game.
"Bingo! I won!" After fighting the last monster, Joanne squeezed the console tightly in her palm and waved at
Catelyn with a smile.
Catelyn could not tell if it was faked or if she truly had shaken off the stress for the time being.
She then walked over and tidied up her pajamas for her. "Do you still feel uncomfortable? I cooked some
porridge for you!"
Joanne sniffled and replied, "No wonder the whole living room smelled so good. Kitty, you're so kind that I
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmcan't bear to let you go! II
Joanne instantly wrapped her arms around Catelyn.
Catelyn then patted her on the back and said, "Then I won't leave tonight. I'll stay here with you."
"Really?"
"I'm worried that you'll have nightmares, you know?"
"Geez, I'm not that vulnerable!" Joanne sighed, tore open a bag of potato chips on the coffee table, and
crunched a handful of chips hard as if to vent her anger. "I'm in the entertainment industry, and this is
something that I've expected would happen one day. I just didn't expect that the day would come soon, that
I'd be so unlucky that a jerk had me..."
Catelyn wanted to see the sadness on her face, but Joanne seemed to have already accepted it.
Joanne's mental fortitude that enabled her to take things in stride astounded her.
Joanne was right. What had happened had already happened, and they could not find the perpetrator. There
was nothing they could do except to let it go.
'You can't always punish yourself for past incidents, right?' she mused.