CEO Proposed to His Ex-wife 99 Times

As soon as Marshall and Khalid walked into the house, they looked carefully around the living room.

Old Mrs. Grant said, "Don’t bother looking. They’re sleeping in the room."

Marshall went upstairs. "I’ll go check on them."

Just as Khalid was about to follow him up the stairs, Old Mrs. Grant stopped him. "Come here. Let’s have a chat."

Khalid paused, thought for a moment and came over to her. He sat down across from Old Mrs. Grant and asked, "What’s wrong, mom?"

Old Mrs. Grant took a sip of tea and said, "Cora came today. Did you know that?"

Apparently shocked, Khalid knit his brows. "She came? I didn’t know that. What did she come here for?"

Old Mrs. Grant pouted her lips in one direction. "Those are her gifts. She said she came to see me." After that, she gave a cold smile. "I’m just an old woman, and there’s nothing to see me about."

Khalid followed her gaze and saw some health care products, his frown deepening. "I didn’t know she would come. Did she… Did they…"

Old Mrs. Grant explained, "I went to take a nap later, so I don’t know what they had talked about. In case you’re wondering, you can ask Frances, or Cora."

Khalid heaved a sigh and muttered to himself, "What did she come here for?"

Old Mrs. Grant replied in a soft voice, "You should ask yourself that question. Did you promise her anything?"

Promise? Khalid begged to differ. He made it explicit to Cora.

paused for a moment and said, "It’s not that you’re still a young man, and I know you won’t listen to me, but, you can’t be so indecisive about your relationship! It’s not difficult to figure out

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her had withered up, he chose to break up with her because he thought it was good for everybody, but just from then on, she had become a better woman. Somehow,

Khalid didn’t intend to get back with Frances soon either because he was still under the shadow of the past. No matter how much

were talking, Katherine and

well, and I fell asleep again. I don’t need a lot of sleep. Such thing has never

turning to Frances. "How can you blame me for taking a nap? I’ve never heard of anything so ridiculous." She went on grumbling, "What’s wrong with taking an afternoon nap? It’s a normal thing

Katherine out of the corner of her eye. "It’s a normal thing for you to do,

bickered like sisters instead of

sight

"It’s alright. Just take a nap

for taking a long nap in the afternoon before. Now that

not dinner time yet, the group of people just sat on the couch,

her eyes and lolling back in the couch, Katherine listened to Marshall talking

a trance. Then she listened carefully and heard Marshall saying that the boss of the perpetrator who hurt Frances was found, but he shouldn’t be the big boss, but a henchman. The big boss would be tracked down sooner or later as long as they followed up the

Katherine straightened herself

him. He’s a cunning one. The previous one my men found is fake. Mario knew he was doing a dirty job and didn’t want to be tracked down, so

he’s smart too. When my men found him, he acted like he wasn’t the one

interested. "Did you lock him up? I want

last time, and said helplessly, "He’s not so strong as that biker. I’m afraid he’ll die on the spot

are you talking about? He hired a man to hurt me, and he also got your mother

head and said, "Just leave it to me, will you? Otherwise, I’d feel I’m a good-for-nothing who