Chapter 3The A-Lister’s Late-Night Tweet: The Stray Cat Brought Me a Nephew

A new TV series started production. I asked my assistant to feed Luna every day while I hurried off to the studio lot.

It was just a small guest role, so I didn't have many scenes. After wrapping up for the day, I would wander around the backlots, feeding the studio strays.

The weird thing was, I kept hearing strange voices in my ears.

"Garfield, you’re already so fat, stop eating!"

"Oreo, you’re acting psychotic again, go away, go away!"

"Watch out for the humans! Someone knocked me out last month, and when I woke up, I didn't have the equipment to chase the ladies anymore, boohoo!"

On my last day on set, I went to feed the cats one final time. I was staring blankly at the cats happily munching away when someone tapped my shoulder.

I turned around. It was Ethan Hayes.

He seemed to be filming a historical fantasy epic. His long hair was loose, his silk shirt was half-open, and a thin layer of sweat glistened over his defined chest.

He didn't look like the internet's "Aloof Ice King." He looked more like... a siren.

Maybe my stare was a bit too intense. Ethan uncomfortably pulled his collar together and crouched down to pet the cats with me.

I snapped out of it, my face burning, and quickly bowed my head to say hello.

Ethan offered a gentle greeting, the tips of his ears looking a bit red.

He smoothly pulled a pair of disposable gloves from his pocket before gently stroking a kitten.

"Are you... allergic to cat hair?"

"No, I just have a very jealous little monster at home with serious double standards."

He seemed to think of someone. The corners of his lips curled up, his eyes crinkled, and the starlight in his gaze melted away his usual sharp, intimidating aura.

Ah! The internet's ultimate bachelor was taken!

I was so dizzy from this massive piece of insider gossip that I honestly didn't even remember how I drove home.

I was just picking up my phone to text Sarah all the details when a sound came from my door.

I opened it. It was Luna. She held her head high, carrying a beautiful little calico kitten in her mouth.

"Human, this is my prettiest child."