CEO Proposed to His Ex-wife 99 Times novel Chapter 120

In a daze, the two of them had tossed about in bed during the whole night, and barely stopped. The next morning, they had both overslept. Downstairs, Old Mrs. Grant and Mrs. Grant learned from the servant that neither Marshall nor Katherine had gone downstairs yet. Both were surprised. It was totally understandable that Katherine hadn’t got up, but this had never happened to Marshall before.

Mrs. Grant supposed that Marshall was ill, so she got up immediately. "I’ll go up and see."

Old Mrs. Grant nodded. "OK."

Mrs. Grant went upstairs at once, finding that both Katherine and Marshall’s doors were shut.

Mrs. Grant went to knock on Marshall’s door, keeping her voice down. "Marshall, are you awake? Are you sick?"

She knocked a few times and Marshall’s door remained closed, while Katherine’s door opened instead.

It was Marshall who went out of Katherine’s room. He buttoned up his pajamas and said in a hoarse voice, "I overslept."

Mrs. Grant froze on the spot.

Marshall went over with a casual air, opened the door and walked into his own room. He went straight to the bathroom. Her eyes wide open as she looked at Marshall, then at Katherine’s door. Curious, Mrs. Grant opened the door quietly and looked into the room. Katherine was still in bed under the quilt, seeming to be sleeping. Mrs. Grant would never believe that nothing had happened last night when a man and a woman were in the same room.

She turned pale and went into Marshall’s room immediately. "Why were you in Katherine’s room last night?"

Marshall finished washing up and went out of the bathroom. "I was drunk."

"You were drunk?" Surprise was written all over Mrs. Grant’s face.

Marshall didn’t make an explanation, but looked down at the time and found that he was so late for work. He took the phone, made a call to Peter to tell him what to do, and went over to his closet for clothes. Mrs. Grant went in and closed the door behind her.

She lowered her voice. "Tell me the truth. Did you… last night?"

Marshall knew what Mrs. Grant meant and remained silent. There was no need to put that on the table.