CEO Proposed to His Ex-wife 99 Times

After the commotion, Katherine went to the store, intending to get some preparations done with Margaret for the opening day. However, she found herself completely unable to concentrate on work, because the gloomy-looking face that Marshall had kept popping up in the back of her head.

The corner of Hector’s mouth had some scrapes which quickly turned into bruises, and Katherine felt bad. The talent show was starting soon, and she didn’t want to be burdened with the guilt that Hector’s potential big break in the entertainment industry would be ruined because of her. So, she decided to take him to the hospital to see a doctor.

The doctor, as it happened, was the same one that had treated Katherine’s leg wounds some weeks ago. He smiled at the sight of her. “Hi there, Katherine.”

Katherine was startled. “Pardon me, sir, but how do you know me?”

“Well, I did bandage you up when you got injured in the leg,” answered Dr. Hollis, who was a good friend of Mr. Grant’s.

“Ooooh, that’s right!” exclaimed Katherine, “I thought you looked familiar.”

“A friend of yours?” asked Dr. Hollis, looking at Hector.

“Yes,” said Katherine with a nod, “he got injured so I thought I’d get him checked up for medication or ointments. He’s got an audition in a couple of days.”

Dr. Hollis smiled warmly. “Come here then, son, and let me have a look. Did you get into a fight? Whew, that looks like a pretty heavy blow to me. Got the corner of your mouth torn.”

Katherine pursed her lips, not knowing what to say in that situation.

But the doctor didn’t further pursue that topic as he proceeded to prescribe the right medication for Hector. As he worked on his computer, he said, “I heard you went to old Mrs. Walters’ birthday party.”

Before Katherine could react, Dr. Hollis continued, “And that you drew a lucky lot for her.”

So, Katherine mused, did that mean that she was famous again – and so soon?

Dr. Hollis finished his prescription and looked up at her. “I ran into Marshall yesterday and you came up in our conversation. He sounded proud when he talked about you.”

At the mention of Marshall’s name, Katherine felt her good mood going down the drain.

Unaware of the drama that happened in the morning, Dr. Hollis went on to say, “I’ve never seen that expression on his face when he talked about anyone else before, you know.”

frown. What was the doctor trying to imply? Didn’t he read the gossip column of any newspaper? Shouldn’t he know what her marriage with

talking, he handed Hector the health care card and prescription. “Alright now, go get your meds and remember to apply them on time. Don’t eat anything spicy or

turned to face Katherine with a smile.

with him. But exactly what she was upset about, she wasn’t entirely

got out of the hospital, they went

had done this, and, instantly livid, he jumped

this,” said Katherine

He, that can’t be…Marshall, did you say?” And then he turned his stare to Hector.

kind of hard to explain,

he changed the subject and asked Kyle what happened to Patrick and

some severe talking-to from her mother after she was framed by Kyle, and Ariel even grounded her so that she could reflect on what

but neither Katherine nor Hector was listening. Katherine shot a glance in Hector’s direction before she asked with a low volume, “Why did you, um, do,

too embarrassed to finish her sentence, but she didn’t have to because Hector knew exactly what she meant. Looking mortified himself, Hector replied,

potential talent show fame, Hector didn’t hold back at all last night when he drank. He had absolutely zero intention to

too, when he woke up in the morning. Luckily, he was properly dressed when he did, since he had only taken off his jacket last night. Katherine was also thankfully absent when he opened his

running a hand through her hair, thought

her place in the morning, which could only mean that she had forgotten to lock the door the night before. So, she should consider herself lucky

“Let’s treat this incident as water over the bridge and

for a good couple of seconds before

afterwards, Katherine excused herself for feeling ill and said she wanted

indeed feeling unwell from the hangover, which was giving her a queasy stomach and a headache,

was unaware of her internal turmoil. “Shall

necessary,” said Katherine, waving her hand, “I’ll take

up and walked out without

Katherine stood in her living room and looked around before she helplessly wailed. Why was it that she was feeling so

altogether. It was like a full-on cold war between them, except this time, this cold war

received a call from Grandma Grant

– more hospitable, in fact, than the old lady had ever been – as she