Chapter 549 Double Standards
Catherine had just arrived at the school gate when she spotted a familiar figure waiting at the entrance.
Branden knew she didn’t want to attract too much attention at school, so every time he came to see her, he would purposely park his car outside Styre University or on a distant street and then walk in to find her.
It was midsummer, and the scorching sun was shining on the earth.
Branden stood under the shade of the trees at the school gate, his white shirt perfectly wrapping his figure, revealing his exceptional build. He wore a simple pair of black trousers, and the tailored cut made his already long legs appear even straighter, emitting a hint of restraint.
From a distance, he looked like the campus heartthrob, looking handsome and charming. Passing girls couldn’t help but glance at him, not willing to take their eyes off him.
Branden, however, remained indifferent, his face devoid of any warmth.
Then, he saw that familiar graceful figure appear, and suddenly, the ice in his eyes melted. In the next moment, his eyes sparkled like brilliant stars.
Such a simple change in the look in his eyes caused a group of girls to scream.
Catherine quickened her pace to reach his side, and as soon as she approached, Branden grabbed her hand and pulled her toward him.
There were too many onlookers around, so before Branden could speak, Catherine impatiently said, “Let’s go!”
Branden smiled helplessly and pulled her away from the scene. Once they were out of the main street, people’s attention diminished significantly.
Branden stopped and walked leisurely while holding Catherine’s hand.
“Is there anywhere you want to go?”
Catherine thought for a moment and then shook her head.
“Let’s just go back and take a rest!”
She didn’t want to go anywhere right now. She just wanted to find a comfortable place to lie down and empty her mind for a while.
Seeing her exhaustion, Branden took the initiative to squat down in front of her. Catherine was briefly stunned and looked at him in surprise. “What are you doing?”
Branden patted his own back with his hand. “Get on. I’ll carry you back!”
Their house was about 400 yards away. It would take at most five minutes to walk, but Branden actually wanted to carry her back.
Although Catherine thought Branden was being a bit exaggerated, she threw herself at him.
Branden immediately stood up.
Catherine was tall but very light in weight. Carrying her on his back was no pressure at all for Branden.
He carried her, feeling more at ease. A little while later, however, he slightly frowned. His tone was somewhat serious as he asked, “Why are you getting lighter again?”
The weight she had painstakingly gained in Casier was all gone within half a month. Catherine didn’t expect him to notice this small detail.
“I eat quite a lot every day. Maybe it’s just because of the exhaustion from physical training. Amelia said she lost weight, too.”
Branden knew that Amelia was Catherine’s new roommate. It was said that she was talkative and chattered non-stop around Catherine. She was quite interesting.
“Next time, we can invite Amelia to join us for a meal.”
“Why do we have to eat together with Amelia?” Catherine couldn’t quite understand his suggestion.
Branden said matter-of-factly, “Since she is your roommate, I should at least meet her and thank her.”
Branden didn’t tell Catherine that it was Triston’s suggestion. Triston said that if Branden wanted to please his girlfriend, Branden had to please her roommates as well.
There was an unwritten rule among college students that if a girl had a boyfriend, regardless of how long they had been dating, they had to treat all their roommates to a meal. It was also a way to get to know each other so that if they bumped into each other on campus, they wouldn’t be strangers.
Although Branden thought all of this was child’s play, since there was such a rule in college, why not follow it? After all, he finally got the chance to experience what it felt like to be a college student’s boyfriend.
“What are you thanking her for?” Catherine still didn’t understand. Facing her questioning, Branden had to explain, “Thank her for taking care of you in the dormitory.”
“Okay!” Catherine nodded. Although she didn’t admit that she needed someone to take care of her, Amelia was a kind-hearted person. If Branden wanted to treat her to a meal, then so be it. It was just a meal after all.
The only thing that surprised her was that Branden would be so considerate.
After finishing the meal, Catherine went upstairs to take a shower. After the shower, she collapsed on the nearby sofa, unmoving. She had eaten too much tonight.
Branden, using the excuse that she had recently lost weight, forced her to eat a lot of food. After the meal, he made her eat a plate of fruit before finally letting her rest.
If she hadn’t strongly protested, she would never have gone for a walk. At this moment, she should have been holding hands with Branden, taking a walk like the elderly couple next door.
Branden pushed open the door and saw Catherine lying on the sofa. She was wearing an oversized nightgown, and her long, slender legs were casually resting on the coffee table.
The scene was simply… breathtaking!
Instantly, he felt a rush of heat rising from within him, almost causing him to have a nosebleed. He immediately shifted his gaze when he saw Catherine resting her head on the armrest of the sofa, her hair still wet and dripping.
All the fire of desire in Branden’s heart was extinguished at that moment. With a helpless sigh, he walked to the side, opened a drawer, took out a hairdryer, plugged it in, and sat down next to Catherine.
When Catherine saw him, she raised her upper body.
Once Branden had settled into position, she obediently rested her head on his thigh. Her movements were very skilled, without Branden needing to adjust her posture.
As he dried Catherine’s damp hair, he gently lectured her, saying, “Next time you finish washing your hair, don’t just wait like this. If you keep your hair wet for too long, you’ll get a headache!”
Catherine silently snorted in her heart. “You never blow-dried your own hair. What right do you have to criticize me? This is truly a case of double standards!
Catherine’s hair wasn’t too long, just reaching her shoulders. This was the longest length she had kept it. Every time she went to get a haircut, Branden always had various reasons to stop her.
Ten minutes was enough to blow-dry Catherine’s hair.
Branden’s movements were gentle, his fingers lightly flicking her strands of hair. Catherine felt so comfortable that she fell asleep.
Looking at her peaceful smile, Branden turned off the hairdryer, leaned down, and landed a kiss on her forehead.
In the next moment, however, Catherine suddenly opened her eyes. She quickly raised her hand and forcefully pulled him down, her soft pink lips precisely landing on his lips.
Initially, Branden had been reluctant to make a move, considering that she had just finished training and was too tired. But at this moment, he could no longer restrain the desire within him. He changed positions and pressed himself onto her.
