CEO Proposed to His Ex-wife 99 Times

Marshall was not pretending to be dopey and drowsy. At present, he was indeed as drunk as a lord.

Although he had heard Katherine's voice, he raised his arms, and embraced Katherine even tighter, "Stopping yelling, and let's just sleep. I'm really sleepy."

Katherine pushed him away, "Fuck you, you twerp! What the hell do you want to do?"

Without any response, Marshall took advantage to hog the quilt and fell asleep again.

Katherine climbed out of the bed, went back to her own bedroom and locked the door.

"Now, what are you gonna do about it, asshole?" She murmured.

Nothing seemed to disturb Katherine anymore after the late night. She woke up in the morning, and found no one lying beside her this time.

She got out of the bed, washed herself up and went out of the bedroom

For Marshall, he was still sleeping soundly in the guest room — it seemed that he indeed had drunk a lot last night.

Originally, Katherine was intended to wake him up and scold him for what he had done last night. However, as her eyes drifted down to the serene expression on Marshall's face, she didn't really do so and left him alone on the bed.

It didn't make any sense to argue with a drunkard like him. What's more, she could have just done better enhancing the security of her house.

Then, she went upstairs to prepare breakfast.

The breakfast was scarcely served when Marshall went down the stairs.

It was Saturday, and Marshall was off that day.

Yawning, he casually walked down the stairs and yelled, "I'm hungry, Katherine."

Katherine walked into the living room from the kitchen, with two trays loaded with food in her hands. Hearing Marshall's words, she seemed to murmur something to herself, and shouted, "Just take your breakfast, and then leave!"

Marshall came up and sat in front of Katherine. Looking at his share of breakfast on the table, he was gratified to sense that he still had a place in her heart.

When they were having breakfast, Katherine said in a straightforward manner, "I have removed the record of your fingerprints, and I don't want to see you here again, is that clear?"

Without any sense of guilt or shame, Marshall hummed, "I was drunk last night, and had no idea about what's going on."

sneer, Katherine thought his explanation was

took his seat on the sofa. Katherine cleaned up the table, and came up, "Now, leave

 was off today, and thus he was not in haste

with all his clothes on. That explained why

her best to contain her temper, Katherine said, "But I still have work today! And I'm leaving right

Marshall answered, "Then just go, or are you worried that I'm

free to stay here. But you must

a speechless

in her head. She was seemingly worrying about something, something that she could

steal anything from her, since even this

the store, Margaret was

the whole store looked neat and tidy. At that moment, she was sitting

smiled, "What's wrong? You seem

check it, the whole thing

it was again the

two had already divorced due to their personality clashes, and that their interaction in the hospital was based on nothing more than merely a friend relationship. That was all

Marshall had nearly blown up the Internet, and now the same thing came to his

check the comments of those netizens at the moment, since she knew that there would be only

stood up straight, walked to the counter to clean it up and said, "Well, for me, it is only the Grants' own affair. However, those faineant online users may not think

are really going too far leaving such hateful comments. Honestly, it's such an eyesore even to me, an outsider. I'm

least they won't be

last night, Katherine thought that maybe it was exactly

moderate drinker, who could control himself not to drink too much

those things about the Grants behind and focused on

in his hands. He stepped inside, and said, "It seems that I'm right on

quite delighted to see him, "Hey, Mr. Grant! It's so nice

the counter, said, "What brings

he was not listening, Marshall answered, "Have

here' and 'what are you doing here' were absolutely the

anything for lunch, nor do I want to go back home at the moment. That's the reason why I'm here: I'm looking for someone to have

 sneered, "You mean that Peter is not even

busy chasing after girl, and thus don't have

her