CEO Proposed to His Ex-wife 99 Times

Marshall’s arms around Katherine froze for a quick second.

Katherine wasn’t expecting Marshall to hold her, and Marshall wasn’t expecting her to kiss him. Again, they got even this time.

But Kyle began freaking out like an agitated monkey. “You can’t do this do me. You simply can’t. I mean, everyone already knows that you’re in love, you don’t have to flaunt it around like that. Break apart right now – this is an order!”

“Never,” smirked Katherine, cuddling deeper into Marshall’s embrace.

Holding her, Marshall heaved a silent sigh after a while. Why was it that it didn’t feel right no matter what he did in front of Katherine?

Angered, Kyle was sitting on the sofa with his back turned against them.

Katherine turned to smilingly look at Marshall, just as Marshall looked down and caught her gaze. Staring into each other’s eyes, they began having that weird feeling again.

Kyle stayed with them right into the night and refused to leave at dinner time. Sprawling out on the sofa, he said, “I want to taste the food you make, Kathy. You look like the kind of woman that’s insanely good at cooking, and I’d die for the opportunity – the honor, if you will – of getting a bite of your dishes…”

He’d made the same request a couple of times.

Defeated, Katherine motioned him to stop. “Stop yelling. And yes, I will cook, but mostly because the hubby and I do need to have dinner. You’re simply a free rider.”

Sitting up from the sofa, Kyle was instantly happy. “That’s fine. I just wanted a taste of your cuisines. What are you making? Shall I invite Hector over, too? He’s all by himself at the Bennett house; I wonder if he’s getting food at all tonight.”

Sitting at Kyle’s side with a PC on his laps, Marshall stared at the data on the computer screen for a good while before he resumed tapping on the keyboard.

Getting off the sofa carefully, Katherine didn’t take Kyle seriously. “You might as well ask him to come since you’re already here. But let me be clear, you are not playing poker in my house.”

“Don’t worry, I won’t,” replied Kyle, chortling, “I just happen to be off my game tonight. I’ll beat all three of you when I’m all prepped up.”

him and went to the kitchen. With plenty

his eyes. “You

very long, mind you,”

I’ve met plenty of people

every single

for idleness, Kyle made his way to the kitchen, leaving Marshall reading corporate documents on the

“Do you have a female sibling or friend you can introduce

if I did, I

hissed. “What the hell, woman? Is that what you think of me? Do you know that there are a swarm of girls throwing themselves

you think those girls would still throw

was detested and scorned upon for his overbearing ways, and that he could continue his reckless behaviors because of the cash handouts from his father. Nobody would tolerate him without the assistance of his father, and no woman would even look at him

started stomping around. “Marshall, get in here! How do you usually keep the wife in order? Don’t you have house rules around here? Come fix

into a smile. “Who was it again who

kicking the

he clutched at his chest, shouting, “My heart! Oh, god,

towards the kitchen, where Katherine, in her apron, was paying no attention to the

at Katherine. “Do

Katherine pushed over a basket of

and

monkey by the door stopped dead in his tracks to stare at Marshall. “Sir, might

of veggies, Marshall said

briskly, his attitude taking a 180

happened to be looking at her, too. Their gazes met in the middle before they

first. She blinked with her back against Marshall. This damn guy and his unbelievably gentle smile. How

kept on rinsing his vegetables, the corners