CEO Proposed to His Ex-wife 99 Times

Naturally, Katherine didn’t act polite.

What’s more, she was even more curious to know, how would Mrs. Grant react when she saw Katherine moved into this room. 

She was anticipating this very much. 

Katherine pulled her luggage and walked in. She checked around and displayed satisfaction.

The servant took a look from outside and left immediately.

Marshall stood at the door, leaned on the door frame, crossed his arms, and looked at Katherine.

After taking a tour around the room, Katherine turned to see Marshall like this. She giggled and said, “Why are you looking at me like that, what’s wrong? Is it because I had angered your mother at the dinner table, that’s why you want to get back at me now?”

She sat on the bed in glee, lowering her head and touching it, “Yea, it’s pretty soft. This bed must not be cheap.”

Finishing her words, she raised her head and looked at Marshall.

Marshall was still looking at her with that expression, but he didn’t look angry.

It was more a look of curiosity.

Suddenly, Katherine thought of pranking him.

She patted the bed next to her, “Don’t you think it would be very comfortable to do it here.”

Finishing her words, she tilted her head and smiled at Marshall. That expression was a little as if she was seducing him.

Marshall’s gazed at Katherine up and down.

toes, then from her toes

he suddenly laughed, “If we have time, we can probably

now know

had been

couldn’t lose to him, so she wanted to

could say anything, she heard voices from the corridor, “Marshall, if there’s nothing I can do, I’ll leave

was Clara’s voice, and it sounded as if she was pretty close to the

Katherine leaped up hastily.

the door in a

leaned on the other side of the doorframe, and stuck her head

standing on a spot not

only been here for a while. Come

“Maybe next time, I think you guys are pretty tired, have a good rest first. I’ll come over to

what occasion, she was

was actually in admiration

you be careful when

even waved at her and took a final look

disappear from the second-floor stairs. She then spilled the beans,

the stairs, turned

by a wall, even their

around and went back to

couldn’t be considered his room it used to belong to

leaning on the door, her head extended

the smile on her face was not

no longer had the right to enter

about it, and reached

over to open the wardrobe. Indeed, Mrs. Grant had prepared a lot for