CEO Proposed to His Ex-wife 99 Times

Katherine smiled demurely, uncertain how to respond to that.

Grandma Grant changed the subject. “Alright then, let’s all get inside. The sun’s getting too bright since it’s almost noon.”

Katherine helped old Mrs. Walters as they made their way into the living room. Old Mrs. Walters, unaware of the history between Katherine and Marshall, inquired Katherine about the man she was currently seeing, and asked her to bring the guy over so that old Mrs. Walters could take a look and decide whether he would be the right guy for her.

Katherine smiled a little awkwardly. “He’s, um, kinda busy.”

Old Mrs. Walters patted on Katherine’s hand as she said, “You have to watch out when you find yourself a man, my dear, because a lifetime of happiness can be ruined if you choose the wrong person.”

That remark made Katherine change a look with Grandma Grant, who looked slightly uncomfortable. Katherine would count as one of the unfortunate women who found themselves the wrong men, wouldn’t she? Because otherwise, her marriage wouldn’t end up in flames.

The three of them talked for some more when old Mrs. Walters asked Katherine about her family.

After some hesitation, Katherine answered, “There’s no one left. It’s just me.”

Old Mrs. Walters was surprised. “Both of your parents are…”

“Yes,” Katherine nodded, “they passed because of accidents.”

Grandma Grant stared at Katherine, vaguely remembering old Mr. Grant, the family patriarch, once telling her that Katherine’s parents ran away. But why they ran, he couldn’t tell, either.

Katherine smiled faintly. “That’s okay. I’m okay on my own. I don’t have the pressure to feed an entire family, so that really takes the pressure off of me, you see.”

Old Mrs. Walters seemed to feel really bad for Katherine, so she took hold of Katherine’s hand and wouldn’t let go.

Finding the subject perilous, Grandma Grant pivoted to talk about some other topics that allowed them to gossip and joke around. The air turned lighter after that.

When the kitchen staff announced that lunch was ready, Grandma Grant stood up with the help of a maid and said, “Shall we? We can continue our conversation during lunch.”

Katherine helped old Mrs. Walters as the older lady stood up, but before they could move towards the dining table, Marshall made a sudden appearance.

Striding in, Marshall said with a serious expression on his face, “Hey Granny, do you see a document I left at…”

Marshall stopped dead in his tracks,

the adage of Murphy’s law that she should run

looked away, too. “We’re entertaining guests

Grandma Grant, “Granny Walters

see a

lady, “and I put it

headed upstairs. Before long,

said Grandma Grant, “so why don’t you join

thanks, Granny. I’ve got stuff to do in the office. Bye

Walters goodbye. But he made no recognition of Katherine’s presence apart from

let out an internal sigh of relief until Marshall was gone. That

somewhat disappointed, hurried her guests to

avoid seeing him after all.

could feel her mood affected by the incident, and she kept being

of what she’d eaten, she felt hungry even

her illness, and looked a bit low-spirited. After a big meal, the old lady began to get drowsy. Hence, Grandma Grant ordered one of the maids

“I have to bid you farewell, ma’am.

sighed. “We are growing apart after all, you

It was not like she had been too close to any of the Grants before

matriarch, Katherine walked towards the

back to her place. But when they drove out of the front gate of

down to a complete stop, and Katherine rolled down the window to realize that the interrupting vehicle belonged to Marshall, who also had his windows down, and was holding a cigarette in his hand. Marshall wasn’t looking in Katherine’s direction, but he also didn’t

“Sir,” greeted the chauffeur.

Marshall didn’t seem to

to do exactly just that – stay there too long. In fact, after he had lit a second cigarette, Marshall still remained put, and still refused

Jordan, I think

didn’t she

decided to exit the car. When she approached Marshall’s car, she found a lot of cigarette butts scattered around the vehicle. Marshall wasn’t exactly smoking; he simply

of my way,”

around to face her. “What are you