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.

found, Frances had recently been phoning and messaging Khalid

thus was candid

 didn't know how Khalid thought of that exactly, but he knew that his father was currently not in the mood

repulse the return of his wife nor bold enough to accept it

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

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

somehow began to admire his

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

her son Lucas. She said she had

 was not wider than Marshall, and he seldom went anywhere else to kill his

the girl, nor did she know when they fell in love

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

 thought her words did make sense. Heaving 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

at Marshall, and thought that Old Mrs.

whole family pushed him so hard that Marshall was irritated and

seem to blame anyone for his failed marriage, there must still be grievance and reluctance in his

a symbolic

Mrs. Grant's words didn't remind him much about her mother, but

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

to be with her again.

his head uncontrollably turned out to be warning and threatening as he saw the angry

his lips, he didn't know whether he had

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

hang out with each other much in their daily life, and talked about

did have several

 Lucas was just trying to discomfort him by continuously

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

never heard of that. He's a man of few

ask him more about that,

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255