Chapter 1089



He grinned and then added, “The arrangement suited me perfectly, so I agreed on the spot!”

Bethany expressed her doubts, saying, “But does that arrangement actually work? Catherine didn’t seem to have any reaction at all.”

Belinda said, “I believe it does work. On the drive home, I talked with Catherine to test her. Though she acted unaffected, it was clear she wasn’t completely indifferent to Johnson’s new relationship. I think it even made her a bit uncomfortable to see him in a relationship.”

“Really?” Johnson’s face lit up at this.

“Yes, so this strategy should be effective,” Belinda said. “But be careful not to push it too far.”

“Got it,” Johnson replied, his smile lingering as he hung up, clearly pleased with the conversation.

Upon arriving home, he planned to head straight to his room.

However, sounds from the kitchen caught his attention.

Raising an eyebrow, he walked toward the kitchen.

Reaching the doorway, he spotted Catherine inside.

Water bubbled vigorously in the pot.

“Hungry?” Johnson’s voice was low.

At the sound, Catherine tensed slightly.

After a few seconds, she turned her head to see Johnson.

Johnson was casually leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed.

“Yeah,” Catherine nodded and then said, “I am going to make some pasta. Would you like some?”

Johnson smiled. “Sure!”

He then walked over to the dining table to wait.

Fifteen minutes later, Catherine emerged with the pasta. Johnson rose, took the plates from her, and set them on the table.

They ate silently.

Catherine glanced at Johnson, who sat opposite her, and pressed her lips together slightly.

He now consciously maintained a distance during their meals, no longer sitting beside her.

Catherine acutely felt his deliberate detachment.

Now, she recognized how good Johnson had been to her in the past. But back then, she had either ignored it or not paid much attention.

Only when she had lost it did she realize this.

Breaking the silence, Johnson said, “If you ever have any trouble at school, reach out to Zoie. She’ll help you.”

Catherine’s expression shifted subtly at his suggestion. She felt her heart tighten.

After a long moment of silence, Catherine inclined her head slightly. “Alright, got it.”

A pause followed before she hesitantly asked, “Johnson, when do you plan on introducing your girlfriend to your parents?”

Johnson’s voice was low and husky as he responded, “I’ll let her make the decision.”

Catherine’s complexion paled ever so slightly.

She quickly forced a smile, nodding. “That’s wonderful.” With that, she lowered her gaze and resumed eating.

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