Women often would doubt if the men were in love with them, but Cathryn was never in doubt, but rather, she wanted to explore. She wanted to see why he would do those things for her and how far he was going.
She was deeply touched and felt a strange sympathy.
"Cathryn!" Helen greeted Cathryn with excitement, "Good morning."
Cathryn looked up and caught Helen's blue eyes. Her thought was broken, her eyes went clear, and her lips rose to a smile.
"Good morning, Helen."
It felt too estranged calling her Mrs. Clarkson, especially at home, so after getting Helen's consent, Cathryn began to call her directly by the first name.
Helen was a literature expert, she had that sensitive instinct for human emotions. Although Cathryn looked as happy as usual, she noticed her difference.
She didn't say anything but walked over and checked her ponytail and suggested, "That's a beautiful dress you chose. Would you like to try my hairstyle with it?"