Chapter 88 Taking Care Of Catherine

• Aiden took another sip of the drink in his glass, no matter how many glasses there were.
• The memories of Catherine and her words kept ringing in his head like a hammer that kept hitting his head and chest. It was so tight that he hit his chest repeatedly, which was very painful and tight.
• 'What have I done all this time? Why was I so stupid? Aiden thought to himself. 'I love her already, but this fear is holding me back.'