Chapter 123

　　Catherine's POV 　　Blake turned his head and looked around. He saw my mother's tombstone and asked in a low voice, "Was she your mother?" 　　"Yes." I nodded. 　　"You didn't look alike," said Blake. 　　My heart suddenly ached, and my tone became cold. I said, "What has it got to do with you?" 　　Blake said flatly, "What is it? Am I not allowed to say what I think?" 　　I didn't want to bother with him anymore. I squatted down and gently wiped the water off the tombstone. "Don't you know that the truth is the most hurtful?" 　　Blake said disapprovingly, "That depends. Can't I say that I have fallen for you? It's the truth." 　　"Stop it! I want to talk to my mother." He pissed me off. 　　"I'll leave you to it. I'll be waiting for you down there." After saying this, Blake took the umbrella and turned to leave. 　　I was left alone in front of the tombstone. I crouched down and gently placed the bouquet in my hand next to the tombstone. 　　I settled down. 　　"Mom, can you tell me whose daughter I am? C