t, all Cathy wanted to do was

Smith family. Cathy's mind was already running wild

icked out wasn't the worst part-would Roderick be

een so unlucky last night? Out of all the rooms she could

he way her long lashes trembled. It was a rather pitiful sight, quite

ety for nervousness about meeting his parents. He reached out and gently

amily, this scene was inte

waist and long legs. Her chestnut-colored hair was pinned up with a few

s polished demeanor exuding the elegance of a true gentleman. To a

arkened considerably. A certain man sat at the dining table, his

I've never seen this gentle side of you bef

erick responded warmly, always ma

nthusiastically, clearly fond of Cathy. She much preferred this sweet

her heart pounded faster. The cold aura fro

Mr. Smith Senior look so serious? His face was as stern as a

thump,

o leap out of her chest? The short dist

r seat, she released Roderick's a

re right next to that man. Cathy wanted to

as she stepped forward, her

ed down in her hea

ep past him, her foot slipp

e cold floor, but instead, a

re she knew it, she had

teasing voice murmured against her ear, "Littl

members were busy talking,

sat on a bed of nails. Her panic made her brain short-circuit, and for so

dn't do it on purpo