Catherine's POV
I was a little stunned as I looked at the exquisite dishes, and then I found that there was only one set of tableware within.
I looked at Blake with some embarrassment. He chuckled. "You can feed me. A few bites are enough."
"Why don't you go ahead? I'll start later." I didn't want to feed him.
There was a hint of disappointment in his handsome eyes. "What is it? You despise me?"
I looked at him innocently. "If I despise you, I will not even let you eat."
Only then did a smile appear on Blake's handsome face. He said, "Forget it. I'm not eating. You go ahead. I will go back after you're done eating."
Blake reached for a magazine next to him and began to read it.
"Are you free tomorrow afternoon?" Blake suddenly asked.
"I don't know yet. Why?" I wondered.
"The pack's doctor who takes care of my father is in Sayreville. I want to arrange for you to meet." Blake put down the magazine in his hand and looked at me with a little worry in his eyes. "This