All Her Secrets

Chapter 335 Sweet Strawberries
Branden didn’t seem hungry at all, as there was only a plate of pasta primavera on the table. While Catherine was eating, he sat
quietly by her side.
Occasionally, he picked up his phone to attend to messages, seemingly working. Even though he was wrapped up in work,
Branden still watched Catherine closely, never taking his eyes off her.
Unlike Catherine’s dominating and cold demeanor, she was exceptionally graceful while eating, clearly indicating the strict
training she had likely received since childhood. She ate quickly but with a touch of elegance in every bite.
Catherine had a rhythmic way of eating, taking a bite of pasta followed by a sip of soup, almost like a well-rehearsed
performance.
Before long, Catherine had polished off her pasta primavera, leaving just a bit of soup. She gently pushed her empty plate
forward as if showing off her accomplishment.
Branden’s hands, calloused from years of gun practice, gently brushed her cheek. Catherine was quite familiar with those
calluses, and their location revealed his frequent shooting practice.
Catherine had similar calluses once, but Ronin had discovered them. Ronin had forced her to apply various softening creams,
transforming her callused hands into the soft, delicate ones they were now.
According to Ronin, a girl’s hands should be soft and smooth. Catherine didn’t really mind, but since Ronin insisted, she went
along with it.
Branden’s deep, raspy voice whispered, “Babe, just relax for a bit, and I’ll join you once I’m done with the dishes.”
At first, Catherine wanted to refuse him. After all, she wasn’t a child. She didn’t need him to look after her. But when she looked
into Branden’s gentle eyes as she raised her head, all the words she had planned to say disappeared.
Branden’s eyes were not just good- looking. They had a way of convincing people, and whatever he said was hard to resist.
Catherine had to go along with whatever he wanted.
If Ronin were here, he would surely be surprised. After all, Catherine had never been this obedient before.
Branden arranged Catherine on her favorite recliner sofa and let her play games on her phone while he worked beside her.

Half an hour went by, and Catherine’s game ended with her expected win. She placed her phone down, ready to give her eyes a
rest.
Branden had also completed his work and shut his laptop. Just when he was about to turn to Catherine, the doorbell suddenly
rang. Catherine looked at Branden, and he signaled for her to stay put.
Then, Branden got up and went to open the door. The visitor was someone Triston had sent to deliver things. When he saw
Branden, he greeted him respectfully.
“Mr. Duncan, Mr. Lambert asked us to deliver these items. Where would you like them placed?” he asked. Branden stepped
aside and let him in, indicating that he should place the wine on the floor.
The guy acted with great care. Once everything settled, he slowly backed out, and just as he turned to leave, he happened to
catch a glimpse of Catherine reclining on the sofa. In just one look, he was stunned by Catherine’s stunning beauty.
He never thought he would run into such a stunning girl in the world, as if she was a princess who stepped out of a fairy tale. But
he dared not sneak another peek, promptly lowered his head, and quietly left.
No wonder Triston had been telling his friends lately that Branden was in love and didn’t have time to hang out with them.
It would be odd for any man to want to go out when there’s such beauty at home. Catherine had noticed the guy looking at her,
but she saw no reason to confront him since he meant no offense.
Once the man left, Branden closed the door and brought a box of strawberries over to Catherine. Because Catherine was sitting,
he half- squatted to place the box of strawberries in front of her.
“Do you want to eat them now, or should I wait?” he asked.
The strawberries were a bright red, with dewdrops glistening, showing how fresh they were. Their sweet aroma wafted through
the air, enticing anyone who caught a whiff.
Their sweet aroma wafted through the air, enticing anyone who caught a whiff. Catherine wasn’t usually a fan of fruit, but
Branden always took care to present it to her.
Today, the strawberries looked very tempting, and she felt like trying them. She nodded as she looked at the strawberries,
unconsciously licking her lips.

Branden kept his eyes on her the entire time and couldn’t resist the temptation either. His usually strong self-control crumbled in
Catherine’s presence. He quickly lowered his head. Branden whispered in a husky voice that carried a hint of unease. “I’ll wash
the strawberries.”
Catherine was puzzled and looked up. She saw Branden almost running away.
She smiled faintly. She recalled a fellow trainee back at Creybia, Theisia, who was self-assured and lived a lavish lifestyle.
Catherine didn’t think highly of Theisia, who spent her time surrounded by different men, relying on her looks.
However, Theisia had told her that she didn’t truly know men. She mentioned that when Catherine became interested in a guy,
she would also become curious about his body. At this moment, it seemed she had developed an urge to know Branden more.
How amusing!
With Branden devoting all his patience to her, should she perhaps give something back?
As a way of saying thanks?
Branden spent half an hour in the kitchen washing the strawberries before finally walking out. Hearing footsteps, Catherine lazily
opened her eyes and shot him a casual look.
Her gaze was like a light breeze that gave one a brief, ticklish sensation and vanished completely when one tried to catch it.
Catherine gazed up at Branden, her lips painted a bold red and curved into a slight smile. Her tone was composed as she asked,
“Why did it take so long?”
Indeed, it did take quite a while to wash those strawberries! Although Branden knew she was teasing him, he didn’t show the
slightest sign of annoyance.
He grabbed a fresh strawberry from the bowl and held it up to Catherine’s mouth. Catherine simply opened her mouth, not
bothering to lift her head, and let Branden feed her without any fuss.
The juice slid down her rosy lips, and it tasted incredibly delicious. Branden withdrew his hand, lightly licking his fingers. With that
handsome face and the way he did it, it was utterly breathtaking!
“It’s sweet!” he said after tasting. His deep, controlled voice, oozing irresistible masculinity, almost drove Catherine wild!

At that moment, Catherine couldn’t contain herself any longer and jumped up, making her quick getaway. Was Catherine a
deserter for the first time?
Branden’s sensuous lips curled into a subtle smile while watching Catherine’s retreating figure.
“Hmph, now we’re even,” he thought with a sense of satisfaction.