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.”

to the kitchen. With plenty of stuff in the

into the sofa and glanced at Marshall with smile in his eyes. “You made the right choice.

Katherine very long, mind you,” Marshall said

be true,” Kyle turned over to lie on his stomach, his voice gentle as he watched Katherine, “but I’ve met plenty of people at the

Marshall sneered. There were no shortage of good girls in the world, and he couldn’t go around appreciating every single one of them. Katherine was perhaps indeed a “good girl” as Kyle alleged, but that

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

as he asked, “Do you have a female sibling or friend you can

even if I did, I shouldn’t lead them to the chopping block, should

Is that what you think of me? Do

that right?” asked Katherine, smiling. “Do you think those girls would still throw themselves at you

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 twice.

for only a second, Kyle soon started stomping around. “Marshall, get in here! How do you usually keep the wife

“Who was it again who was singing

second before he resumed kicking the air. “I don’t

at his chest, shouting, “My heart! Oh, god, I’m

went towards the kitchen, where Katherine, in her apron, was paying

kitchen, Marshall looked at Katherine. “Do you need help with

Katherine pushed over a basket of vegetables. “Rinse these out for

hummed in agreement and

his tracks to stare at Marshall. “Sir, might I ask what you’re doing here? Are you here to help

basket of veggies, Marshall said coolly, “Come rinse

well then,” Kyle answered briskly, his attitude taking a 180

looking at her, too. Their gazes met

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

kept on rinsing his vegetables, the corners of