What Frances was thinking was obvious enough for him.

Given that he had nothing to talk with Clara, he decided to leave and head back home.

As he pulled away the car, Marshall could see from the rearview mirror that Frances was talking to her phone, stamping his feet and showing an exasperated expression on her face towards him.

Marshall took a sigh of relieve, and relaxed the muscles on his face.

Going back to his house, he saw that his grandma was sitting on the sofa and talking with Lydia.

A little surprised to see Lydia here, Marshall greeted her in a respectful tone.

Lydia laughed, "You're back, Marshall! It's quite late now, what has gotten in your way?"

Marshall answered, "Nothing, I have just spent some time meeting my mom."

Hearing that, Old Mrs. Grant sighed, "Is she doing fine recently?"

Marshall answered with a second of pause, "Maybe. She seems doing fine, actually."

Despite the awkward look on her face when she mentioned Clara, she seemed to be getting used to her new life now.

Marshall turned into the kitchen and asked the servant to cook him a bowl of noodles for dinner.

As those cooking utensils clattered in the kitchen, Marshall sat down and joined the talk with the two ladies.

Old Mrs. Grant asked Marshall whether he was going on a business trip for the next few days. Then, she mentioned that she saw Khalid had already packed his things in preparation for the trip, which made her wonder why, since it was the first time she had ever seen Khalid being so pro-active in preparing for a single business trip.

"It is," she said, "as if he couldn't wait to go."

both Marshall and Lydia laughed, but only Marshall knew Old Mrs. Grant was not exaggerating.

Indeed, Khalid was yearning to set off for the business trip as soon as he could, since he was just desperately in need of some space to run away from everything and clean up his mind.

as Marshall had found, Frances had recently been phoning and messaging Khalid non-stop, and

was a straightforward woman, and thus was candid about her willingness to be reconciled

he knew that his father was currently not

repulse the return of his wife nor

in a mess, and thus longed for some space to cool

to meet a big customer this time. I guess he just don't want to miss the boat, and thus

thought, he somehow began to admire his

initiative in a relationship, which was exactly what Frances was sparing no

the topic back to her son Lucas. She said she had no idea who the

wider than Marshall, and he seldom went anywhere else to kill his time other than the Grants'

son got acquainted with the girl,

have a clue either. She asked Lydia whether she had introduced

back. If what you said was true, mom, he would have told me the name of the girl already. I suspect that the girl is from a, you know,

sense. Heaving a sigh, she said, "You child has grown up, and is able to take care of

glance at Marshall, and thought that Old Mrs. Grant was making pointed

 Marshall was irritated and decided to marry Katherine. And now,

didn't seem to blame anyone for his failed marriage, there must still be grievance and

 offered a symbolic nod, "You're right,

didn't remind him much about her mother, but did get him thinking about

meanwhile, he was also

be with her again. Even before Katherine came back home, he was still

uncontrollably turned out to be warning and threatening as he saw

of his lips, he didn't know whether he had done the

girlfriend. As Old Mrs. Grant failed to draw any conclusion, Lydia then turned to Marshall, "What do you think about that, Marshall? You guys always hang out with each other, and meet in the company almost on a daily basis. Have you

actually hang out with each other much in their daily life, and talked about nearly no other topics but work in

did have

 was just trying to discomfort him by

he had to admit that Katherine was indeed the sort of

him to utter, "Nope, never heard of that. He's a man of few words, and won't

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