James' POV
Catherine did not look like she was pretending. The first time she said something like this to me, the moment she asked me to get lost, I thought of the time when I asked Krista to get lost. It was exactly the same.
Oh no! Was Catherine completely tired of me?
That was weird. I wondered why it was like this. Could it be that everything that happened last night was really me dreaming?
But there was something wrong. This was impossible. I was indeed supported to the hotel room by Catherine.
Moreover, I still remember the feeling of touching... No, I couldn't be dreaming.
Did Catherine have some unspeakable reasons?
I returned to her office again. I raised my hands on both sides of my shoulders. "Listen to me first, Catherine. Don't get angry."
She had her back to me. I cou
