My Sweetheart

“Bertie, what do you mean?”

Kathy never would have thought that the car her grandfather sent to pick her up would also be picking Bertie up too.

And that they were both going to the same place.

“It was your grandfather who invited me to stay at your house as a guest. You perhaps did not know, but when I was younger I stayed at the Booth’s house for a period of time. Your grandfather always hoped that he would have a granddaughter, so that I could marry her.”

“You are just speaking nonsense!” Kathy interrupted him.

She was not able to believe what Bertie was saying.

However the expression on Bertie’s face made it seem like he was not lying.

“Kathy, you have to believe that our fate was destined from a very young age." Bertie raised his thin lips.

“I’m already married.” Kathy said in a rather righteous way.

“Well no one can predict what will happen in the future, Kathy, I don’t mind being with a woman who has married once before.”

Kathy was speechless for a few seconds.

“I have a very happy family now, so Mr. Marshall, please would you stay away from me!”

Bertie narrowed his eyes and said, “It seems that currently we are not on intimate enough terms with each other yet.”

Kathy pushed open the door and got out of the car, not paying any more attention to him.

Compared to the extravagant ancient castle that the Booth reside in within City N, the Booth’s estate in Country B had a European style garden which made the property seem mysterious, quiet and rather low profile.

Jennifer came out from the living room and said, “Kathy, you’ve arrived! Did Bertie arrive too?”

“Yes, Mr Booth and I have something to talk about. Therefore I'm afraid that I will be disturbing you for a short period of time here.” Bertie said politely.

Jennifer nodded, “I will go and get someone to arrange a room for you now.”

Bertie started to walk towards the study as if he had been there before. Kathy watched the back of him as he walked away; she never expected that what he had just said was true.

“Kathy, were you and Bertie on the same flight?”

“Yes.” Kathy’s face was rather indifferent, as she thought about how she would have to be living with him while she stayed here; it made her feel very uncomfortable.

Jennifer seemed to be able to sense Kathy’s emotions and therefore went to lightly pat Kathy’s shoulders and said, “Bertie’s father was very close with your grandfather, therefore that child used to often come to our home. Because of this your grandfather regarded him as half a son.”

Kathy really was not interested in anything to do with Bertie, and therefore her face remained disinterested.

As she went up to her room, she didn’t expect that Bertie would be staying in the room opposite her.

Kathy ignored him.

blocked her way and asked, “Tonight I will

“Whatever.”

little nicer with me? I will be staying here for quite some time; therefore you can’t just keep brushing me

at Bertie, “So,

a cruel woman, can’t we at

Marshall, could it be that you have

“Yes, not many.”

and closed the door loudly with

face; he seemed to

by and saw Bertie standing in

politely greeted her when he

father make you come here at this time?” Jennifer

Zack did not really like Kathy and Joseph being together.

a granddaughter then the man he would prefer the

for the Marshall family, the Booth family knew almost everything about them.

Kathy was already married, and being her mother she did not wish to

Zack was not thinking the same

raised his

…

had a conversation with her grandfather and then planned to go to the kitchen to

that Bertie was actually serious about making

son of a rich family, therefore she did not think that he would have the ability cook, however he

same room as him, she turned her head

because Bertie saw her he called out to her

Kathy did not want to

I can’t be too sure when we will be able to eat

frowned, “What about getting a

only you are able to

her a plate with

you cook

Kathy remained silent.

plate blankly and walked into

arms, leaned against the wall and watched her

looking a little tense; she felt his eyes piercing through her from behind. She just wanted to hurry up and finish what she had

stretched out his hand and passed her

coldly answered

that you don’t cook so often.”

“Yes.”

her cold attitude towards him and it seemed he was actually

dish, he continued to ask her to

did it on purpose!”

have to worry about making sure everyone could eat dinner at an appropriate time then she would have stopped helping by