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.

from her toes

suddenly laughed, “If we have time,

slightly surprised. Did Marshall now know

there had been some

lose to him, so she wanted to think of a word or two to retort

before Katherine could say anything, she heard voices from the corridor, “Marshall, if

Clara’s voice, and it sounded as if she

Katherine leaped up hastily.

door in

hand leaned on the other side of

was indeed standing on a spot

go, you’ve only been here for a while. Come over and have a

you guys are pretty tired, have a good rest first. I’ll come over to visit you guys next time when I’m

indeed graceful, regardless of what occasion, she was still calm and

was actually in

nodded her head, “Then you

and took

silhouette disappear from the second-floor stairs. She then spilled the beans, “Don’t

retracted his gaze from the stairs, turned

by a wall,

turned around and went

couldn’t be considered his room it used to belong

door,

her face was not there

no longer had the right

reached out to close the door.

the wardrobe. Indeed, Mrs. Grant had prepared