CEO Proposed to His Ex-wife 99 Times

Hector was lying flat on his stomach, the same position Katherine was in. There was a significant distance between the two of them, and Hector was wearing his own clothes.

Katherine blinked briefly before using all her might to repress her startled shrieks. She rapidly sat up on the bed and took a good look at herself.

Of course, she and Hector were people with good manners. It was apparent that nothing had happened between the two of them. Still, Katherine felt her stomach twist with worry and a tiny pinch of uneasiness.

Katherine stood up next to the bed and stared at Hector for quite some time. She felt the need to wake him up and reason with him, but in reality, she had no idea what she would say if she did.

Katherine debated with herself for a good while before she finally went to a guestroom to complete her toilette routine.

The one Katherine went into was Marshall’s old room, and some of Marshall’s belongings were still there. When Katherine entered, she inspected on those items and tossed everything into the trash bin.

It didn’t make sense to keep his things when the owner himself was no longer staying there.

Katherine intentionally stalled as she brushed her teeth and washed her face. After she was done, she strolled sluggishly back to her own room.

As she stood in front of her door, she was uncertain as to whether she should get in and wake Hector up. It would be weird if she didn’t do it, since that meant Hector would continue to sleep on her bed. But if she did, she hadn’t the faintest idea how to face Hector and rationally talk through this. Whatever she chose to do, it would be an extremely awkward situation.

The door to her room was open. When she dawdled over to the room to glimpse on her bed, she found it empty.

Katherine blinked in surprise. Did he leave? That was unlikely, since Hector would have the basic decency to notify her if he wanted to leave. So she tentatively called Hector’s name.

“Here!” came his voice from the ground floor.

Katherine thus made her way towards the staircase.

Hector was indeed downstairs, except he wasn’t alone.

Standing at the upper end of the staircase, Katherine froze before her brows slowly creased into a frown.

Downstairs, Marshall looked livid as he looked up at her.

Katherine knew that Marshall probably misread the situation. Everybody would! So she opened her mouth to speak, but the words came out wrong. “What are you doing here so early in the morning?”

icy cold, just like his

to have

pursed her lips but

again. “You know what, Katherine? You

about how she liked Hector but

“So congratulate me

at Katherine without looking away

something here, or are you making another delivery for me? Whatever it is, I want you to sort it out once and for all and don’t ever show up

the staircase in a few quick strides. He was so quick that Hector barely had

her against the wall with force. “Do

had climbed the stairs, too, and rushed over. “What the hell do you

too hard and it hurt Katherine’s shoulder. And her back hurt, too, from being pushed forcefully

again? Do you look like a sucker or is it really me who looks like a

second of pause, abruptly let go

all Hector, so the punch landed squarely in his

going to compete in a talent show, and an injured face

let out a shriek. “Marshall

Katherine ran to Hector and inspected his face. “Are you okay? Did

he remarked, “Wow, you really care about

head around to glare at Marshall as she yelled, “Why are you losing your shit in my place, you cold bastard? And who are you to go about hitting people? I’ve told you time and again that you should know you’re only my ex-husband. We’re divorced. It’s done! We don’t have anything to do with each other anymore, and you have got to stop interfering with my life. Now, I beg of you, stop showing up at

to look a little manic.

this time. She opened her eyes wide as she said, “What else have you

expression shut down for a second. After a long

an even colder expression on her face. “Leave, please. I don’t want to

question for you, and I want you to answer me honestly.” Pointing a finger at Hector, he asked, “Did this guy

do you even bother to ask when you’ve witnessed everything with your own

face turning even more impossibly manic. “My bad. Looks like something is

extremely serious expression – a wholly different look from his usual image of a gracefully-mannered gentleman. Looking at Marshall,

help Katherine take care of her hair, looking worried