CEO Proposed to His Ex-wife 99 Times

Frances didn't talk to Frances for long. Having been rejected, she added a few pleasantries and then hung up.

Frances put down the phone and smiled slowly.

Her disappointment in Clara was based on the speculation that Clara was using her.

The phone call just now only made her more disappointed.

Clara wouldn't have made the phone call if she hadn't seen Frances be with Marshall and Katherine today.

It was all because she found she could use Frances again.

That girl could be pretty calculating.

Frances put down the phone and then lay down. She stared at the ceiling with a smile. Later she fell asleep.

Marshall didn't come back until quite a while later.

Katherine was in a sound sleep when somebody felt being held in somebody's arms. Then a strong smell of alcohol hit her nose.

She felt a bit uncomfortable, so she pushed him.

Marshall was drunk. He called Katherine by her name and said, "I'm thrilled."

Katherine squinted his eyes and looked at Marshall. His face was red. She said, "I don't understand."

Marshall closed his eyes and asked, "About what?"

Katherine's voice became even lower. "About how I got pregnant."

She couldn't help thinking about the issue when she was idle in the past two days.

Her period was always regular. She thought she should be safe based on the calendar-based methods. The methods weren't 100% accurate, but Katherine thought it was doubtful that she could be one of the rare "lucky" ones.

She couldn't believe he hit the target within one shot.

She couldn't get over it. So she thought about it again and again, but she failed to figure anything out.

Marshall paused for a while and said, "What do you think? I tried, and we succeed."

Katherine turned over and took the Marshall's hand off her. She then said, "No, I was under meds, and the only time I was out of meds was during the rhythm."

She might have thought about this question too much these days, and thus she couldn't help recalling those intimate moments they had.

She might have mixed it with other times.

However, in the depth of her memory, she felt something else indeed had happened.

She just couldn't make it out.

his eyes. "What are you struggling for? The kid's mine. That's all I

his back to Marshall. Then she said, "I just can't be sure

dizzy due to the alcohol. He

end this conversation, but he didn't know how. He said, "Maybe it was that time when you were drunk. I stopped halfway and picked you up to come home. We did it several times that night. There must be one

aback. She looked at Marshall

baby brain recently, and it had taken him quite a while to figure out

became a bit odd

phone. It had

about it over and was finally sure about it. She found sheets in the washing machine that day. It had been washed

told her it was because she had drunk too much the

She didn't think twice.

trusted him so

was

on the bed slowly. She was screaming inside while remaining calm on the outside. "When how did the room seem unchanged the next day? You've never mentioned it

had already fallen asleep. Katherine raised her hand and pushed him. "Why did you pretend

and

unconsciously grabbed her hand and

She was almost losing control of

jumped off the bed, standing and

to

he had told her what had happened the night

and make herself suffer so much now. She

they were married. Now that their marriage was over, it was not

breath and looked around. Then she picked

the pillow on Marshall's

moment he was short of breath, he pulled the pillow

him. She could barely do any substantial harm

slowly focused on Katherine. He

gritted his teeth

said. He was so happy today that he got

he just said felt like a sleep talk he could barely

She stared at Marshall for a while. Then

long time and

got off the bed and looked outside from the window. Katherine

thought about it and

felt top-heavy, and the alcohol

was worried about Katherine's

that Marshall was walking to the living

"Don't you come

eyes and tried to recall what had happened. "What on earth is

in no

been set up

asked, "What's wrong, Marshall? Are you quarreling with