CEO Proposed to His Ex-wife 99 Times

Mrs. Grant hurriedly said, "Mother, don't say that. If Marshall hears it, he will be angry."

Mrs. Grant called Grandma Grant mother so naturally.

Grandma Grant smiled, "I only said this when Marshall was not around. If he was here, I wouldn't dare to say that."

She went on, "As you all know, back then, Marshall's grandfather was seriously ill and wanted somebody to take good care of Katherine. At first, he actually wanted Lucas to marry Katherine. And Lucas seemed to be OK with that, but Carson and Lydia didn't agree with that. Being obedient to his parents, Lucas finally refused and didn't marry Katherine. In fact, I could tell that he hesitated to say no."

Grandma Grant smiled again. "In fact, if Marshall's grandfather had insisted, Lucas would have married Katherine. Lucas is a good boy who is benevolent, righteous and filial."

Grandma Grant looked at Katherine and said, "Later, Marshall's grandfather discussed with Marshall. He agreed, so we didn't force Lucas."

Katherine didn't say anything. Mrs. Grant said, "I didn't agree with Marshall marrying Katherine at that time. Later he should take the initiative to called off the engagement with Clara! I was so angry that I argued with Marshall about this. He told me that he had no feelings for Clara, and he didn't want to marry her."

Mrs. Grant said with self mockery, "I used to be so stubborn. At that time, Marshall told me clearly that he didn't like Clara that much. But I wanted them to be together so I always deliberately told you the chemistry between them and that Marshall was reluctant to give up Clara. In fact, Marshall didn't say anything like that at all."

Katherine thought about it. And she remembered that Mrs. Grant had said many times that Marshall was reluctant to give up Clara and regretted calling off the engagement.

But she didn't take that seriously.

After a while, Katherine's phone rang.

She looked at it and said, "It's Marshall."

Grandma Grant and Mrs. Grant smiled, "Of course."

Katherine held her phone and said, "I'd better go out and pick it up."

Grandma Grant waved her hand, "Ok, go.

We don't really want to hear what you say. It's just the sweet whisper between the young couple."

In fact, Katherine didn't want to say anything cheesy.

She just wanted to talk to Marshall about the past two days.

Marshall looked pathetic in the parking lot this morning. Thinking of this, Katherine was a little sad and regretted treating him badly.

She was very kind to everyone around her, but only treated Marshall harshly.

She was sitting in the garden for a long time today, reflecting on what had happened.

People are like this. They are harsh about those whom they care about or who care about them, while for those strangers around them, they can be quite tolerant. This is actually not right.

Katherine walked outside to the main building the phone had stopped ringing.

She called Marshall back.

Marshall immediately answered the phone. Marshall smiled and asked Katherine what she was doing.

Katherine sounded gentle, saying that she was having dinner with Grandma Grant and Mrs. Grant.

Marshall was smart. He knew it from Katherine's voice that she was giving him an out.

So, he quickly explained why he didn't go home this noon. He said he was eating out with Peter.

"I know you're busy. It's OK. In fact, you don't have to come back and forth. It takes too much time. Time had been wasted on the road."

Marshall said in a deep voice, "But I want to see you."

Marshall was so comfortable with cheesy words now, so Katherine didn't feel anything.

"We can have a video call," she said.

Hearing this, Marshall stood up and came out to an opener space.

Marshall began to talk again, "Next I may have to contact with Clara, because she found out some information about Old Mr. Henderson. We need to share some of the information. I'm telling you this in advance because I don't want you to be unhappy."

Katherine didn't want them to have any contact. But that was impossible.

After taking a deep breath, Katherine said, "OK. But I your conversation to happen in front of me. It's not that I don't trust you, but I'm really uncomfortable with you two being together. I didn't sleep well last night."

After she said this, Marshall smiled and felt reassured.

He agreed and said, "I'll meet her at the Grant Residence in front of you."

Katherine smiled, "OK. If Clara is willing to."

But she thought that Clara would be unwilling.

The call ended well. Although they didn't talk much, the vibe was good.

Marshall and Katherine had not finished their meal, so they said goodbye and hung up.

Katherine felt satisfied about the conversation, and she went back into the house after holding the phone for a while.

While Marshall, holding his phone, stood in front of the hotel for a while.

After a while, he saw someone staggering towards his car.

The man found Marshall's car, stopped and looked around.

After seeing Marshall standing in front of the hotel, the man was stunned, pretended to tidy up his clothes, turned around and left.

Marshall almost laughed.

He wondered who would hire such an idiot who was discovered by the enemy before performing his task.

He took out a cigarette and held it in his mouth, but it was not lit.

Marshall stood here and looked at the man who walked for a while and then ran away directly.

Marshall waited for a little longer and nothing happened, so he went back into the hotel.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

Peter was already bored waiting in the hotel. When he saw Marshall coming in, he just wanted to talk.

"Ask somebody to check on the cameras in my car, find out who that man is."

Peter immediately understood and said, "There should still be people who dare to follow us! They really need to be beaten once and they'll remember forever!"

Marshall didn't say anything else. He didn't worry somebody would tamper with his car. His car was equipped with monitors without dead angles. He would check it every time before starting the car.

But Marshall frowned, "It seemed that Old Mr. Henderson knew something."

How could he not know? A group of people in the bank disappeared at the same time.

Old Mr. Henderson was smart. He only needed to think about who he had been targeting recently and who he didn't successfully frame.000000