Catherine’s POV
“What would you like to have, sir?” I asked Mr Thomas, as he plopped into an armchair.
He was presently at my house to pay me a visit before heading back to Canada tomorrow.
There were some crucial aspects of his company that needed his utmost attention, he had explained to me.
Mr Thomas hadn't been to Canada for almost a month now.
He had been in America ever since he was called to the hospital after Liam was abducted, and had even bought a condo beside mine, in order to keep an eye on me.
Although he didn't tell me directly, I knew he was almost reluctant to leave because he was worried about me and the twins.
“Beer,” He said, to which I nodded before placing my bag on a stool and trekking to the kitchen.
Opening the fridge, I retracted two bottles of beer, a bot
