CEO Proposed to His Ex-wife 99 Times

Katherine could not remember how Marshall brought her out of the bar. Her memory welled up after her vomiting. She felt refreshed, and totally sobered. Someone next to her passed her a glass of water, she took it and gargled and then stood up, “God. This feels much better.”

Marshall lit a cigarette and unbuttoned his collar and loosened it up, standing next to her.

His voice was low. “Get in right now if you feel better, I’m leaving.”The cool breeze of the night had soothed the restlessness inside him. But still, he felt kind of uncomfortable.

Katherine was freaked out by his voice. She jumped off the seat. “Marshall? Why are you here?”

Marshall frowned and took a puff. “That guy would be fucking you now if it’s not for me.”

Slowly, Katherine straightened her stance and looked around, finding herself in her apartment.

She gazed at Marshall. “So you were there at the bar too? You took me out of there?”

Marshall stayed silent.

He wanted to ask the chauffeur send Katherine home. After seeing how drunk she was, the chauffeur didn’t know how to carry her into the car.

So Marshall could only drive her home himself.

Katherine was feeling upset again. See? He did celebrate about having the divorce just like she has guessed.

slowly walked towards Marshall and leaned her body against

gist and stared right into her

with her makeup,

taken off, dressed in a

been, Katherine reached out and hooked Marshall’s belt, her voice flirtatious. “You ruined my fling, you have to make it up.” She said as she pulled

hands, his eyes darkened. He could feel the alcohol stirring his

suppressed by the cold wind, are

eyes fixing on Katherine. “Katherine, Do you know

know,” Katherine giggled,

a faint smile flashed over his

cigarette and threw it on the floor, holding Katherine’s chin with one hand. “You wanna have a one-night-stand

this man, and had loved him for so long. But she

stood on her toes and pecked

action as she

held Katherine up in his arms. “Great then,” he

Katherine shrieked, and then wrapped her arms around Marshall’s

access control system.

the bedroom. She wasn’t clear about how she and Marshall got into the room. But