CEO Proposed to His Ex-wife 99 Times

When he received the call, Marshall was still in his office. He had amassed a long to-do list since he hadn’t been paying much attention at work for the past few days. In addition, he hung around in the office because he didn’t really feel like going home, not having much to do there.

Marshall was surprised to receive a call from his uncle Carson, because it was distinctly uncharacteristic of Carson to call him.

Relationship between the Khalid branch and the Carson branch of the Grant family became somewhat strained back in the days when old Mr. Grant, Marshall’s grandfather, looked for a groom for Katherine. The tension had ebbed after Carson’s birthday party, but the relationship between the two branches grew complicated once more after Marshall and Katherine’s divorce.

Marshall stared at his phone for some time before he picked up. “Uncle.”

“Hey,” said Carson, “Where are you right now? Are you busy?”

Marshall replied truthfully that he was in the office and not busy currently.

Sighing, Carson told Marshall the address of the bar before saying that he had run into Katherine there, alone and drunk.

Marshall instantly stood up from his chair. “Did you say she’s drunk and alone? Are you sure she’s not with anyone?”

Carson looked around with his phone in his hand. There were truly no familiar faces to be found.

“I’m pretty sure she’s out here by herself. Look, I have to get back to my own thing so I can’t take care of her. Do you want to come over?”

Marshall said yes without even thinking about it. “Ask the waiters to take her to a break room. I’ll be there in a second.” And then he rushed out the door with the car key in his hand, neglecting to take an overcoat.

He didn’t run into a single red light as he drove from the company building to the bar. When he arrived, a waiter was already waiting for him at the door, informing him that Katherine was quite difficult to handle and that they were all so glad that Marshall made it.

A drunk-crazy Katherine had been acting up in the bar, so the waiters didn’t keep her in the business area where the guests were. Instead, they took her to the employee breakroom in the far back of the bar.

When Marshall went over, Katherine was asking some guy for more alcohol and throwing a tantrum when he denied her, stomping around and yelling. The employees, not daring to offend a valued customer, were trying to coddle her feelings like baby.

Marshall walked to her and grabbed her hand. “Who is here with you?” he asked.

Katherine watched him for quite some time before replying, “Who are you?”

Marshall rolled his eyes resignedly as he bent down to lift Katherine up. He then proceeded to walk out with her in his arms.

With her entire body in the air, Katherine was reasonably meek. Looping an arm around Marshall’s neck, she said, “Be careful not to drop me, man.”

bar and sat Katherine down in his car. As soon as she settled into the seat, Katherine

said, “Did you come here with

would come to a place like this and get royally drunk –

off, hence unable to answer his

long enough before looking back at Katherine. So he put the phone away, walked towards the driver’s seat, and started the

hadn’t taken her phone

drove to Katherine’s place and carried her to the front door, unlocking

he was climbing the stairs, Katherine made a gagging sound in his arms. Hence, with hurried footsteps, Marshall carried Katherine into

feet touched

closed his eyes. Katherine puked directly on him,

Icky, icky, icky.

and took several deep breaths, while his hands remained on Katherine’s back, gently patting

wasn’t done. After this, she turned

the trash can. With his pants dirty with the vomit, too, he

of her stomach, she rose slowly and

toilet, and went directly

forgotten his presence until she heard water coming down the shower head. She stopped walking out and

hide, but he kept his eyes decidedly away from

as well. After only a second of hesitation, she took off her dress and threw it in the trash

What a familiar sight.

the hotel room in Asela, Katherine was like this too

didn’t want to remember what happened on Asela Island, but with this insanely familiar scene, he

been stimulating but also exhausting for him that time. And

Katherine as he tried his best

cleaned herself up carefully before

stood extremely still, not daring

anything sensual to him. She was simply holding him in her arms and touching her cheek on his back. But a movement like this was stimulation

could already feel the string of reason snapping in his

the bar like that could be explained away by innocent motives, but when

in place for a while, Katherine said,

thought you didn’t know who I

that topic. Instead, she said, “How