It was a photo of Anderson having dinner with Lincoln and Sienna.
Catherine slightly curled her lips and deleted the photo. Now, she only had hatred and disgust towards Anderson. This kind of means could not stimulate her.
As Catherine was too exhausted these few days, when she arrived at Owen’s house, she fell asleep without even getting herself washed.
Even when she was extremely tired, the nightmare still did not let go of her.
In the dream, she sometimes dreamt about the scene of her father jumping off the building. There was a pool of blood on the ground which spread like a river and flooded Catherine’s ankles. Also, she sometimes dreamt about the scene of her mother taking sleeping pills. The scene suddenly changed and what she saw was the scene that the cat was nibbling her mother’s face. The cat that was nibbling the flesh turned its head towards her. No matter how she chased it out, the cat just ignored her…
“Get out!”
She vigorously sat up from lying on the bed. The sweat on her back caused the blanket to become wet.
Catherine took a glass of water placed on the table and gulped it down. She crouched and buried her face in her knees, sobbing quietly.
After she cried so miserably that she did not have any more strength, she got out of the bed and entered the bathroom to have a shower. She saw a despondent figure standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.
It was Owen who was smoking.
Hearing the sound, Owen pressed out the cigarette and turned to look at Catherine, “You’re awake? You haven’t eaten dinner, are you hungry?”
Catherine shook her head, “Owen, am I causing you a lot of troubles?”
“The reason that I’m fretting isn’t because of your matter.” Owe walked to Catherine and rubbed her long hair dotingly, “It’s the matter of the company. I may not be able to take care of you all the time not long after.”
Catherine could not determine if Owen was lying to her.
“Well, go to rest. You have to go to Disneyland with Sophia tomorrow. You’ll need a lot of energy.”
Catherine shook her head, “I can’t fall asleep. I’ll go to take a shower and then draw comics for a while. I’m running out of manuscripts.”
Owen looked at her thin and beautiful back and his eyes darkened. He stretched his arm forward, wanting to pull her arm but he withdrew it in dismay halfway.
Catherine logged in to her work account and what she saw after logging in was the editor’s dialog box.
“Good news for you. The company that buys the copyrights I told you last time has agreed not to add the love scene!!!”
“It’s really a lenient company!”
“Where are you?”
After replying to the editor’s message, Catherine showed a smile that she rarely showed. This was indeed the best news recently. She calmed down and drew two pages of comics. The sky already became slightly bright. She had just finished making breakfast and Sophia already woke up.
She rubbed her eyes while walking to Catherine and spoke with a sleepy and cute tone, “Mommy, I miss Lincoln.”
Catherine’s hand that was pouring the milk trembled. She changed the subject, “My little Sophia, hurriedly go to wash your face and have a meal after that. We’ll go to Disneyland later.”
When Catherine mentioned Disneyland, Sophia’s attention was instantly distracted. She trotted away to wash her face.
After having breakfast, Catherine packed a few things that Sophia used. The group of people directly departed for Disneyland.
“Mommy, I want to play the Adventures of Winnie the Pooh!”
“Pirates of the Caribbean!”
“I want to take a picture with Mickey Mouse!”
“…”
Catherine followed Sophia to walk around the entire morning. She was obviously a five-year-old child but she surprisingly had so much energy that she did not feel tired after walking and playing around.
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