CEO Proposed to His Ex-wife 99 Times

Katherine leaned against the door, her head slightly lifted. The noise outside died down. Marshall and Mrs. Grant had gone downstairs. They were talking so loud that as if they were worrying that they could not wake her up to hear all this. She paid them a sneer, and then headed toward the bathroom. The marks on her body were even worse than last time.

She filled the bathtub with hot water and lied flat in it.

Every inch of her body was sore.

As she remembered, she was in her rhythm, which meant he did not have to take any pill this time. Could that at least be a fortunate thing? She did not know.

She did not have much sleep last night. Marshall was more likely to be on some drugs than on alcohol. He just banged her once and once again.

In the tub she took a nap. When starvation woke her, it was noon.

She crawled out the bathtub, wiped herself casually, put on her clothes, and then went down stairs.

It was only Mrs. Grant down there, whose face was an ugly green at the sight of Katherine.

Her expressions did not concern Katherine though. Katherine just walked to the dining room and had herself fed.

The food was cold, making her stomach a little uncomfortable.

Katherine wiped her mouth clean and then ordered an Uber on her phone.

Then she waited in the lobby of the main hall.

would take the Uber a while to arrive, so she just stood there, still as

the living room, her voice drifting through the air.

nothing at

too, but Mrs. Grant was relentless. “I bet her parents taught her all this, in a

Katherine’s anger flared instantly.

Grant, who looked

some great new about me and Mr. Grant. I’m sure the media would

strides in an attempt to yank the phone off Katherine’s hand. “What the hell are you talking

her straight as she got closer.

was plump, and had lived a spoiled life. Put her in a fight with anyone, and she’s always

kick and was hit

stumbled backwards several steps before lost her balance and fell

went by and came to help Mrs.

the servant. “Get your ass away from

voice was not loud, but her look was scary. She just looked like a cannibal monster. The servant

was anxious. What is she going to tell the media? The servant decided to offer Mrs. Grant a hand at the end. Katherine strode forward and kicked the servant away the way she had done to Mrs. Grant, but with greater strength. Mrs. Grant blinked, and wanted to curse, yet she found no courage to do so when she opened

Katherine is a

she could

and had a servant help her down

on the ground, while Katherine was standing beside and looking down

and then walked up.