All Her Secrets

After the training was over, Catherine headed straight to the hospital. At the entrance of the ward, the people guarding Branden
saw Catherine and voluntarily saluted her, each one more devout and respectful than the last.
Catherine still had a cold expression on her face, showing no emotions and emitting a formidable aura.
Paxton was inside the ward, and when he saw Catherine enter, he immediately saluted her with admiration in his eyes.
“Miss Swann!”
Catherine glanced at him, her icy gaze at him lingering for only a second before shifting away.
Branden had awakened. Just as Thomas had mentioned, Branden had exhausted himself physically and was too tired, so he fell
asleep.
This kind of physical exhaustion was not the ordinary tiredness that was caused by running too much, which only needed some
sleep.
Humans had only tapped into less than twenty percent of their physical potential, but under the influence of the experimental
reagent, Branden had unlocked more than half of his potential. It was as if all his energy had been emptied, leaving him
exhausted and unconscious.
Thomas only said it was excessive sleepiness because he knew how to help Branden’s body recover. But if an ordinary person
were in Branden’s situation, it was highly likely that they would never wake up from being physically overused.
The reason why Branden was able to wake up so quickly was not solely due to Thomas’s treatment. The more important factor
was that his physical strength was extraordinary.
When Catherine looked at Branden, he was also looking at her. However, the gaze in his eyes, perhaps because of the stern
look on his face, looked somewhat weird. It didn’t resemble the joy of seeing someone after a long time but rather a sense of
resentment.
Catherine frowned, not understanding what Branden meant.
Was he blaming her?
Catherine’s aura gradually became colder, her face expressionless. The atmosphere in the ward turned thick with tension, and
the few people present noticed this as well.

Thomas was the first to break the awkward silence in the ward. After all, he had seen countless scenarios like this.
“Cassie, my examination is almost done. His condition is stable. I’ll come to check on him later!”
Catherine didn’t respond, and Thomas quickly slipped away.
Seeing Thomas trying to leave, Paxton quickly caught up.
“Mr. Theo, let me see you off!”
Paxton was smart. Knowing that the atmosphere was getting off and that both big shots were in a bad mood, he decided to leave
as soon as possible. What if Catherine and Branden started fighting later and he got caught in the crossfire?
It was better to leave now. After all, if Catherine was injured, Branden would take care of her. If Branden got injured... Well, that
was none of his business... No one would die from this conflict. Why should he worry so much?
After a few people left, the entire ward quieted down. Catherine crossed her arms and stared at Branden. Her eyes looked cold,
and her whole body exuded a dangerous and icy aura.
Compared to Catherine’s coldness, Branden, who was lying on the hospital bed, seemed somewhat innocent. He stared directly
at her, unmoving.
Catherine’s gaze fell on his pale and bloodless face. Due to excessive bleeding from his injuries, his face appeared much paler
than usual.
She couldn’t help but approach Branden slowly, reaching out to lift his chin. Her sharp gaze swept across his handsome face.
Her soft pink lips parted slightly as she coldly uttered three words.
“Angry with me?”
Branden, who was enjoying Catherine’s flirting, didn’t expect her to suddenly raise such a question. His eyes paused for a
moment before he quickly came back to his senses, a faint smile appearing on his face.
“Yes.”
Catherine let go of him and turned around to leave. He should blame himself for his own suffering. What right did he have to
blame her? How shameless!

Seeing that Catherine was about to leave, Branden panicked. Ignoring the needle of IV drip in his hand, he reached out and
grabbed Catherine’s waist, pulling her into his embrace.
“Don’t go!” His domineering tone was unapologetically arrogant. “When you came in, the first person you looked at was Paxton.
Shouldn’t I blame you for that?”
Although his tone was cold, there was a hint of grievance in his accusation. Most importantly, this was not his usual noble and
aloof demeanor.
A faint smile appeared in Catherine’s cold eyes, so faint that if one didn’t look carefully, they wouldn’t be able to notice it.
So, the reason for this sudden change in Branden’s attitude was because of this!
Catherine turned around, lowered her gaze, and looked at him with a smile in her eyes.
“Seriously? You’re jealous of Paxton?”
She didn’t expect Branden to be angry because of that, which made her find him a little cute.
“He’s a man, after all!” Branden answered without any hesitation, a resolute expression on his face. Catherine had just glanced
at Paxton earlier. If the two of them had had any physical contact, Branden might have killed him.
As soon as Branden thought of this scene, he couldn’t help but want to teach all those audacious and presumptuous people who
tried to peep at his girl a lesson.
“Achoo!”
Paxton sneezed several times, tears flying out of his eyes.
He had just sent Thomas back to rest when he suddenly started sneezing. Could it be that someone was badmouthing him
behind his back?
Catherine twisted her body and glanced at Branden on the hospital bed with lowered eyes.
“Let go of me!”
“No!”

Branden, in contrast to his usual cold attitude, tightly held onto Catherine’s slender waist.
“Are you crazy?” Catherine now suspected that the reagent might have had an impact on his brain nerves. Otherwise, how could
this man become so abnormal?
Branden did know whether he was crazy or not. But now, in this private space, he was holding the girl he loved. He didn’t want to
put on a cold face in front of her.
In order to prevent Catherine from leaving, Branden resorted to various tactics.
“I’m hungry. I want to eat some fruit!”
“Eat fruit?”
Catherine sat beside him with a frown, selecting a red apple and slowly peeling off the skin with a knife. The shiny knife in her
nimble fingers continuously pushed forward, peeling off the skin of the apple cleanly.
The apple peel remained intact from beginning to end, neatly piled up in a small circle on the table.
Branden leaned against the hospital bed, enjoying Catherine’s every movement as if watching a movie. Catherine divided the
peeled apple in half and handed one half to Branden who was staring at her.
“Eat it!”
“Okay!” Branden smiled and took the apple, looking satisfied.
Watching Branden eat bite by bite, Catherine couldn’t resist the aroma and took a bite of the other half of the apple.
In the split second she bit into it, Catherine instantly frowned. This apple looked sweet, but it was unexpectedly sour. After taking
a bite, Catherine threw it into the nearby trash can, showing a disgusted expression.
Seeing Catherine’s actions, Branden seemed somewhat reluctant.
When Catherine reached out to take the half of apple from Branden’s hand, he quickly avoided her.
“This one is too sour. Let me get you another one!”

Branden finished the remaining apple in his hand with one bite, squinting his eyes and smiling at Catherine, his face filled with
gentleness. “It’s not sour. It’s sweet!”