Reborn as Mr.CEO's Fat Wife

Chapter 853: Chapter 853: Benjamin Jones, We Are Different

When they arrived at the daycare, Alice was already dressed and happily ran over to them. Benjamin picked up Alice and asked, “Did you have fun here today?”

“Yes, grandma played with me for a long time, and I learned new dance moves.” Alice chattered happily in Benjamin’s arms.

Catherine stood aside watching, her face expressionless, but inside, she was very anxious. As soon as Alice finished speaking, Catherine quickly stepped forward, “Alice, don’t always trouble Uncle, let Mom hold you.”

“She’s heavy, I’ll hold her.” Benjamin glanced at Catherine and then asked Alice, “Mommy is too tired, shall we let Mommy rest for a bit?”

“Okay.” Alice agreed happily, then tilted her head to look at Catherine, “Mommy, make sure to keep up with me and Uncle!”

“Hmm.” Catherine murmured in response, but inside she couldn’t help but let her thoughts run wild, feeling distracted all the way back to Benjamin’s villa.

After having dinner, Catherine took Alice back to her place, put her daughter to sleep, and then found time to think about the day’s events and Benjamin’s intentions.

So was he planning to marry her for the sake of Alice?

The sudden kiss in the morning and when Benjamin mentioned marriage, Catherine was not unmoved, but all the experiences over the years taught her not to be too naive.

Being too naive only leads to tragic outcomes, or even worse.

Catherine forcefully suppressed the surging feelings in her heart and the attraction she felt because of Benjamin’s temptations, and after sitting idly in her room for an hour, she began to pack her things.

She admitted that she was moved and yearned for the marriage Benjamin promised, but having experienced a total failure with Foster, Catherine didn’t dare to gamble.

Because she knew that losing to Foster meant losing a marriage, but losing to Benjamin meant losing Alice.

She couldn’t afford to lose Alice.

Although they had been staying here for quite some time, the items that truly belonged to her and her daughter weren’t much. Catherine packed quickly; in less than an hour, she had packed everything and stuffed it into the suitcase.

But when she looked at the now empty living room, her heart felt empty as well. She hadn’t lived here long, but it was the most peaceful and joyful time she had experienced since giving birth to Alice. She had greedily thought that they could stay for a long time, at least until the house owner returned, providing her and Alice a stable life.