CEO Proposed to His Ex-wife 99 Times

Peter opened the seafood takeaway box and arranged it nicely with the beer that room service just delivered.

Katherine came closer, "Come on, time to eat."

Her positive energy made Marshall looked at her for a few more glances.

Katherine pulled a chair and sat cross-legged on it.

She tore one of the crab’s legs and said, "The crabs served by this restaurant are plump.”

Then she took a bite.

Marshall looked at Katherine again.

He suddenly recalled the scene when Katherine was eating at Grant’s house.

At that time, Katherine was well-mannered. She ate in small bites and spoke in a low voice, she was very lady-like.

Peter couldn't accept what he saw, “Hey, can’t you wash your hands before you eat?"

Katherine stared at Peter, "I don't eat the shells. Why should I wash my hands? Look at where I grabbed, I only touched the shells.”

Katherine said as she showed Peter the part she was holding.

But Peter didn’t want to see her oily hands.

While Marshall smiled, "It would be nice, if only you acted like this when you were at my house.”

Katherine stared at Marshall, “If I did that, your mother would kick me out of your house in just two days.”

Grant always talked about

of Mrs. Grant's face, she still

smiled, "That made many

I got so many benefits. If I were kicked out of your house by your mother, what would I get? Nothing compares to

Katherine’s mouth was greasy.

napkin to Katherine. Katherine took it and

separately, put them in a box, and handed

opened a bottle of beer

the other glass and said, "Pour

Katherine, "Don't you want your stomach

don’t." Katherine smiled, "Let enjoy this meal. Can you not spoil the

glared at Katherine with a long face but he still poured a glass

hands. Then, she lifted the glass

touched her glass with his glass, "If

and didn't finish the rest of the

have been impossible for Katherine to

be the first to

if Katherine had been like this, knowing Mrs. Grant's attitude, the two would have arguments every

mother paid the most attention to the

didn't know what Marshall meant.

when

and gave each other a

had low alcohol tolerance.

her body began

can’t. I can't see things

hands. Then she stood up, "Eat up, guys. I have to lie down first. I

sofa and stared at