Katherine was super hungry. She just took a sip of the tea and didn’t touch the snacks at all at the designer’s house just now. She sat down, paying no attention to Mrs. Grant or Clara. All she wanted to do now was eat. Detail-oriented actor as he was, Marshall put food in Katherine’s bowl from time to time.
He even leaned over and said in a low voice, "Eat slowly or you’ll have an upset stomach later."
At this moment, Old Mrs. Grant cast a look at Katherine. "Kathy, I made a doctor's appointment for you. When Marshall has the day off, ask him to go with you. You need to treat your stomach problem as soon as possible."
Katherine looked up at "Grandmother". At first, she thought she wasn’t serious when she had talked of it last time. Katherine never expected her to be so efficient.
Marshall chimed in at this point, "Alright."
Clara looked up at Katherine and Marshall, emotionless. Katherine slowed down. It seemed that something popped into her mind. She picked up a piece of streaky pork and bit the lean meat off, leaving the fat there.
She held the fat to Marshall’s lips and grumbled in a flirtatious tone, "This is too greasy. Have it."
Mrs. Grant, who was sitting across them was stunned and said, "Just leave it there if you don’t like it. How can you give somebody else the food you just took a bite?"
Katherine was still holding the fat to Marshall’s lips. "How can I? It’s not the first time Marshall has had the food I bite. After all, we’re a couple."
Katherine said seriously, but she couldn’t be happier inside. She just wanted to disgust everyone, including Marshall. Marshall looked at the fat to his lips, then at Katherine. Katherine was staring innocently at him, but there was also complacency in her eyes. Marshall opened his mouth and ate the fat.
Satisfied, Katherine reached out to wipe off the non-existent grease on his lips. "My hubby is getting sweeter. I’m blessed!"
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