Chapter 909: Chapter 18 Puppet on Strings_3 Chapter 909: Chapter 18 Puppet on Strings_3 “Sigh, what are you afraid of?” Catherine also hugged her pitiful sister and comforted her gently, “Don’t we still have Grandpa? Grandpa adores you so much, what are you afraid Mom will do? Mom threatens you, but her father stands by your side.”
“Grandpa… I don’t know if Grandpa will stand by my side…”
“He definitely will.” At this point, Catherine felt a twinge of jealousy and humphed lightly: “Grandpa likes you the most, he has always been on your side, always.”
Anna gave a light “mmm” and her sobs gradually subsided. She leaned on her sister’s shoulder, and they supported each other.
Regardless of whether Catherine’s words were reliable, Anna needed a stable point to anchor her emotions, so she subconsciously chose to believe Catherine—for now.
Catherine humd a nursery rhy softly, making the scene warm and touching.
However, a certain gentleman observing from the side probably wouldn’t think so.
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Winters was sitting on the other side of the small living room, feeling extrely awkward.
He didn’t know whether to stand or sit, leave or stay, or even where to put his hands.
Catherine noticed the out-of-place Winters too, and she signaled him with her eyes to leave, but Winters did not move.
“Mr. Montaigne.” Catherine had to break the tender quietude and said with a radiant smile: “It’s getting late, and it’s inconvenient for us to accommodate you overnight. Please go back.”
Winters beca even more embarrassed: “This is my place, your place is next door…”
Soon after, Winters stopped talking. Anna was turned away from Winters, so he couldn’t see her expression. But Catherine’s gaze sent a clear ssage—”Get out.”
“Oh, okay… Don’t worry, and don’t cry, I’m here too.” Winters grabbed his coat, swiftly crossed the living room, the hallway, and the doorway, and stepped out into the vast winter night.
Standing outside, chilled by the cold wind and driven out of his own place, Winters did not know where to go for a mont.
The single officers’ quarters wasn’t one house but about a dozen small detached houses within a large courtyard, temporary hos for the stationed single officers. Mason, Andre, and several others also lived here.
Looking around, all the detached houses in the courtyard were pitch-black, with only Mason’s place showing a sliver of light through the window.
Winters thought for a mont, put on his coat, and headed to his senior’s place.
“There, there.” Catherine patted her sister’s back and pushed her away from her shoulder, “He’s gone.”
Anna gave a slight “mmm.”
Catherine couldn’t suppress her vexation as she tidied her sister’s disheveled hair and complained: “…Absolutely a blockhead, doesn’t he know a lady needs so ti to compose herself after an emotional outburst? I still had to remind him to step away… He really is a perfect match for you, both blockheads…”
Anna broke into a smile amidst her tears and hit her sister hard.
“Just now you were hugging and crying your eyes out, and now you’re starting to get rough.” Catherine was indignant and pretended to hit back.
Suddenly, Catherine seed to rember sothing, her expression turned serious, and she grabbed her sister’s hand: “Anna.”
Anna was not yet completely free from her dejected mood, and she was caught off guard by her sister’s change of deanor: “What’s wrong?”
“Although I believe, Mom won’t really cut off the mother-daughter relationship; and although I believe, going back to Sea Blue now ans Mom wins.” Catherine spoke word for word: “But at the sa ti, I think you shouldn’t stay here any longer.”
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