CEO Proposed to His Ex-wife 99 Times

Katherine was super hungry. She just took a sip of the tea and didn’t touch the snacks at all at the designer’s house just now. She sat down, paying no attention to Mrs. Grant or Clara. All she wanted to do now was eat. Detail-oriented actor as he was, Marshall put food in Katherine’s bowl from time to time.

He even leaned over and said in a low voice, "Eat slowly or you’ll have an upset stomach later."

At this moment, Old Mrs. Grant cast a look at Katherine. "Kathy, I made a doctor's appointment for you. When Marshall has the day off, ask him to go with you. You need to treat your stomach problem as soon as possible."

Katherine looked up at "Grandmother". At first, she thought she wasn’t serious when she had talked of it last time. Katherine never expected her to be so efficient.

Marshall chimed in at this point, "Alright."

Clara looked up at Katherine and Marshall, emotionless. Katherine slowed down. It seemed that something popped into her mind. She picked up a piece of streaky pork and bit the lean meat off, leaving the fat there.

in a flirtatious tone, "This is too greasy. Have

"Just leave it there if you don’t like it. How

not the first time Marshall has had the

Marshall. Marshall looked at the fat to his lips, then at Katherine. Katherine was

Katherine reached out to wipe off the non-existent grease on

the fat off, and

down. How the two were even. However, the looks on Mrs. Grant and Clara’s faces were of profound significance. Annoyed, Mrs. Grant pulled a long face. She was no longer in the mood of talking, but focused on eating. Clara pursed her lips, slightly embarrassed. She took a few bites and couldn’t help but look up at Marshall again. Most of the time, he showed little emotion while eating, but just now, Clara saw him smiling. The way he smiled was different from when he smiled at Katherine on the sofa a little while ago. This time, Marshall was

it’s so late, send Clara back home." Old Mrs. Grant cast a glance at Mrs. Grant with resentment. However, Mrs. Grant didn’t notice that at all, but stared at Marshall. Naturally, Marshall couldn’t turn down the proposal, so he agreed. Clara smiled at Marshall before the two went out. Katherine rose to her feet and touched her stomach. "I’ve had too much. I’m going back to

and stopped at the stairway on the

expected, Old Mrs. Grant’s voice came from downstairs a while

Old Mrs. Grant didn’t speak like this. She always obeyed the rules and lived