Chapter 110. Something Is Brewing

Catherine’s POV

“Colt,” I called, and I shook his shoulders lightly. “Did you bring me those clothes?”

A pair of blue jeans and a white blouse were neatly folded and left on the dressing table, and they looked kind of familiar.

Was that my clothes?

I knitted my eyebrows together, hoping to figure out if they were.

Colt grunted next to me, pulling the blanket over his head.

That was different. Was he still tired after he came to bed so late?

A few seconds later, I could hear him snoring from underneath the blanket.

I shook my head, smiling, pulling the wheelchair closer.

I moved the blankets out of the way and lifted myself onto the wheelchair.

When I was comfortably sitting in the chair with my legs firmly on the footrest, I pushed myself to the bathroom.

The bathroom wasn’t the biggest I had ever seen or been in, but it was big enough for me to get around.

The brothers made sure I could move around easil