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.

 Frances had recently been phoning and messaging Khalid non-stop, and said

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

knew that his father was currently not in the mood to reflect

enough to repulse the return

such a dilemma, he was struggling in a mess, and thus longed for some space to cool himself

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

somehow began

remembered Peter had told him that it was important to take the initiative

son Lucas. She said she had no idea who the ideal girl

seldom went anywhere else to kill

she have any idea where his son got acquainted with the girl, nor did she know when

clue either. She asked Lydia whether she had introduced any girl to Lucas, and said possibly the girl was exactly

after he comes 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, disadvantaged background. That may explain why he insists to keeping her a secret: he's afraid that

a sigh, she said, "You child has grown up, and is able to take care of themselves already. Children can just make their own choices, and we'd better stop sticking our hands in their business anymore. Otherwise, they might turn against you

thought that Old

it was all because the whole family pushed him so hard that Marshall was irritated and decided to marry Katherine. And now,

seem to blame anyone for his failed marriage, there must still be

symbolic nod, "You're

him much about her mother, but

visit had really driven Katherine crazy, and meanwhile, he was also wondering whether his words had gotten deep into

wanted to be sincere in front of Katherine, and to express his faithful willingness to be with her again. Even before Katherine came back home, he was still

to be warning and threatening as he saw the angry expression on

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

still discussing about the identity of Lucas's little 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 ever heard of

other much in

at the next moment, he astonishingly recalled that they did have several times talked about a woman, and her name was

trying to discomfort him by continuously displaying curiosity or caring

an objective perspective, he had to admit that Katherine was indeed the sort of girl whom

his sensibility placed him against such recognition and urged him to utter, "Nope, never heard of that. He's a man of few words, and won't talk with

boy. Maybe I should try to ask him more about that, otherwise

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