Our Billion-Worth Twins by Velvet Antler
Chapter 304

Chapter 304 Well, things did escalate before her. She did allow the driver to run into Catelyn.

"Fine. You want an explanation, no? I'll give you one."

"All I need is a word from you, Granny Atherton. I'll investigate the rest myself."

Cedrick's eyes were cold and stem. All he wanted was Granny Atherton's agreement.

Catelyn woke up to the smell of faint disinfectant. She forcibly opened her eyes, and the first thing she saw was a clean white ceiling Her brain was still foggy at this point. She stared at the ceiling for a while before she stared at her surroundings. A bag of intravenous drip was hung by the bed frame, sending fluids down the line and into her body.

The last thing she remembered was Edwin running toward her and shielding her with his body.

She faintly remembered the Athertons' car running over her. Catelyn tried moving her body and realized that her left hand was held tightly by another hand. She traced the hand only to replace Cedrick sitting on a chair in front of the bed, his hand holding tight onto hers as he slept soundly. The color under his eyes was dark and green as if he had not gotten enough sleep. At this moment, the sky was dark, and the air felt rather cold.

With her hand still in his, however, she could feel his warmth through his hand.

He looked peaceful and quiet when he was asleep; the usual arrogance was nowhere to be seen. Catelyn's eyes were glued onto him, and somehow, she slowly became captivated. His face was eerily similar to Ollie and Miles. What happened four years ago? How did Ollie end up with the Masons?

If they did not start things off the way they did, and if it was not for the bad timings, she might have fallen head over heels for

him.

'Why can't you be crueler, Cedrick Mason? It would've been much easier to lie to you then...' Catelyn thought to herself as words that Cedrick had said to her in the past rang in her ears. "Would you like to try dating me?"

"I'm looking for a woman, not a business partner. What's your answer, Catelyn?"

"You're the one who came to me this time!"

The words rang in her ears endlessly. She frowned deeply, trying to shake the voices out of her head.

Not only did the voices continue, but there was a particular sentence that stood out the most, one that he had said so casually yet filled with determination. "You're mine."

Catelyn felt her chest burn as if something within her was brewing.

How did things escalate? It was supposed to be just a trade between them.

Her hand tightened in his.

Catelyn's movement somehow awakened Cedrick, and he looked up to meet Catelyn's gloomy eyes that were filled with mixed emotions.

She hurriedly averted her gaze, but Cedrick's sharp and charming face managed to fall into her peripheral vision. He stood up and checked the fluids in the drip, pretending to ignore Catelyn's gaze earlier as he asked nonchalantly, "You're up? How are you feeling?"