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.

as her anger flared. She smiled suddenly, and slowly walked towards Marshall and leaned her body against him.

stared right

with her makeup,

had been taken off, dressed in a white

“You ruined my fling, you have to make it up.” She said as she pulled out the

Marshall grabbed her groping hands, his eyes darkened. He could feel the alcohol stirring his

suppressed by the cold wind,

deep breath, eyes fixing on Katherine. “Katherine, Do you know what you’re

know,” Katherine giggled,

then a

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

grudging grievance. She loved this man, and had loved him for so long. But she still

and pecked on

action

arms. “Great then,”

shrieked, and then wrapped her arms

the fingerprint scanner. Luckily, Katherine had not deleted his print from the access control system. Marshall spare one hand to unlock the door while

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