Marriage Without Love: Sir, Please Stop

Chapter 116

For her, that place should be a dangerous place.

That was where Warren's parents lived.

And she was the chief culprit, who caused Warren to become a vegetable.

The couple must have been thinking every day about how to tear her apart.

"Ms. Grant, don't be afraid. I won't harm you. I am here because Mrs. Carolyn is inviting you to go to

Sandal Villa."

Catalina's face turned pale.

Emery was completely clueless, "Lina, where is Sandal Villa? It sounds like a high-class place."

"Ms. Grant?"

Kyler reminded Catalina, who seemed to be in a daze.

Catalina took a deep breath, "Does Mrs. Carolyn mention why is she looking for me?"

"Mrs. Carolyn only said it's something good."

"Something good?"

"Something good?"

Would Bennett's mother look for her to talk about something good?

Catalina certainly didn't believe it.

Whether it was about Warren or the ambiguous relationship between her and Bennett, either way, Mrs.

Carolyn wouldn't let her off easily.

"Ms. Grant, please."

Cataline didn't say a word.

She bit her lip.

She was very much reluctant to get into the car.

Emery understood Catalina's thoughts and quickly held onto her arm, "No, today she promised to

accompany me for a big meal. Even if you have something important, you have to line up for your turn,

right?"

Kyler didn't seem angry at those words. She smiled slightly and looked at Catalina, "Ms. Grant, please

get into the car."

The implied meaning in her words was quite clear.

Today, whether Catalina wanted it or not, she had to go.

For Catalina, there was simply no choice.

Well, when did Catalina ever have a choice in front of the Shaffer family?

"Hey! Can't you be reasonable? Do you think you're so powerful just because you have money?

Haven't you seen Lina..."

"Enough, Emery."

Catalina quickly interrupted Emery before she said any offensive words, "I'll go with her first and have

the big meal with you tomorrow."

"But, is it safe to go with this person?"

"The person who invited me is Bennett's mother."

"Ah?"

Emery looked puzzled.

So, she was going to meet her mother-in-law!

With that thought, Emery felt relieved.

She let go of her hand and comforted Catalina, "Don't worry! Sooner or later you will have to meet your

parents-in-law. Everything will be fine."

Catalina smiled at her but didn't say anything. Then, she got into the car.

"Goodbye!"

Emery waved to her.

The car was taking Catalina towards Shaffer Mountain.

Sitting in the car, Catalina felt uneasy and nervous.

She couldn't figure out why Mrs. Carolyn invited her over.

Was it because of Warren?

Or was it because of Bennett?

Catalina's heart was pounding nervously. Her hands were placed in front of her, tightly intertwined. Due

to the excessive force, her fingers even turned a bit pale.

The car passed by the hillside.

Catalina couldn't help but glance in the direction of Sophora.

The mountain and forest obscured her view, but she could smell the fragrance of the hundred-year-old

locust tree's flowers.

It was May...

The locust flowers were blooming.

Sophora Villa must be beautiful now!

But, no matter how beautiful it was, she had nothing to do with it anymore.

Catalina forced herself to withdraw her gaze.

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Soon, the car stopped at Sandal Villa.

Kyler led her inside.

"Kyler."

"Kyler!"

Catalina didn't say a word.

Along the way, numerous maids greeted Kyler with respect.

When they saw Catalina, they also nodded politely.

Catalina followed anxiously behind Kyler.

She couldn't predict what awaited her after that.

After walking for about fifteen minutes, Catalina was led to a quiet Buddhist hall.

Looking at the aged carved wooden door in front of her, Catalina felt a sense of temporal dislocation as

if she had been transported back hundreds of years to ancient times.

Kyler took a step forward and knocked on the ancient wooden door. "Mrs. Carolyn, Ms. Grant has

arrived."

From inside, there came a deep sound of a temple block being struck.

After a moment...

"Bring her in."

A gentle and faint voice emanated from the Buddhist hall.

The tone was calm, but it carried an inexplicable aura of authority.

Catalina's heart tightened instantly.

"Creak..." Kyler pushed the ancient wooden door open and said, "Ms. Grant, please come in."

Catalina took a deep breath without showing any traces of nervousness.

With a step, she crossed the threshold and entered.

Inside the Buddhist hall, it was unusually chilly and quiet.

The fragrance of incense was strong.

In front of her, at the feet of the Buddha, there was a woman dressed in plain linen clothes, with her

back facing her.

She was gently striking a temple block in her hand while holding prayer beads in the other, softly

reciting words.

Although Catalina couldn't make out the exact words she was reciting, she could guess that it must be

Buddhist scriptures.

A few years ago, there were rumors about the formidable head of the Shaffer family, Mrs. Carolyn,

turning into a religious Buddhist. She devoted herself to fasting and chanting after her eldest son fell

seriously ill, all in the hope of appeasing the Buddha and ensuring her son's safety.

Catalina used to think that those rumors were just hearsay, but now, witnessing it with her own eyes,

she realized that everything was true.

The guilt in Catalina's heart intensified.

If it weren't for her, Warren would not have become a vegetative state.

In that case, Mrs. Carolyn would not have sought refuge in Buddhism for her son.

All the calamities were caused by her.

Catalina felt compelled to kneel before the Buddha, sincerely kowtowing three times.

In her heart, she silently prayed, "May the Buddha bless Warren to awaken soon. May the Buddha also

protect the two siblings. Let their relationship be harmonious, and grant them a lifetime of safety."

After finishing her prayers, Catalina stood up.

In front of her, the sound of the temple block striking also came to a stop.

Carolyn turned around and looked at Catalina.

Catalina's heart skipped a beat, but soon, she regained her composure.

She bowed slightly and greeted with neither humility nor arrogance, "Hello, Mrs. Carolyn."

Even though several years had passed, the woman in front of her showed no signs of aging.

However, compared to before, she seemed even more serene.

Her appearance and attire had changed from dignified to simple and elegant.

"It's been four years..."

Carolyn's tone was calm.

She discreetly assessed the young girl in front of her.

Undoubtedly, she had shed her former immaturity and grown even more enchanting.

Her eyes were big, lively, black, and bright, like gemstones washed by spring water. Her nose was

elegant, her lips were red, and her teeth were white.

Her skin was fair, like freshly peeled egg white, delicate and flawless.

In terms of temperament, she was no longer the submissive young maid from years ago.

She had grown up!

No wonder her son had kept her in his mind all that time...

Carolyn furrowed her brows slightly.

Catalina hadn't expected that would be Catalina's reaction.

She thought as soon as she entered the hall, she might be scolded or slapped, or even cursed by an

angry mother.

That seemed to be the more reasonable reaction, right?

But unexpectedly, none of that happened.

On the contrary, that mother remained exceptionally calm.

However, the more serene she seemed, the more uneasy Catalina felt.

"I'm sorry."

Catalina lowered her head and apologized.

She bit her lower lip tightly and said, "The events from four years ago were all my fault. If you want to

punish or scold me now, I won't complain."

"I won't hit you, and I won't scold you."

Carolyn replied calmly.

She took a step closer, standing in front of Catalina, looking down at her from a higher position. She

asked, "I just want to ask you, is it your responsibility that Warren has been lying in bed for four years?"

Catalina kept her head down and answered, "Yes."

"Since it's your responsibility, shouldn't you take responsibility for it?"

"Yes..."