CEO Proposed to His Ex-wife 99 Times novel Chapter 304

Katherine decidedly looked at anyone but Marshall, pretending not to hear him. There was probably medication for Marshall’s symptoms which he failed to take. It was kinda scary, the way he was behaving – not only did he not care to use appropriate language, but there was also something wrong with the way he was staring at her. His gaze was too soft and tender! Marshall knew full well that Katherine could be easily swayed by small gestures, so there was no way, Katherine reasoned, that he wasn’t doing all this on purpose. Marshall was up to no good.

The conversation continued briefly before it ended. They couldn’t possibly wait for the results of Peter’s investigation right there at Katherine’s place, since that would have to take a while.

Hector asked Kyle if he could stay with him for the night, as Hector dreaded the prospect of going back to the Bennett residence. Kyle, on the other hand, was moody and in need of company who would listen to his complaints, so he gladly accepted Hector’s request and went out of the door with him.

Marshall, trailing behind, turned around to look at Katherine. “Make sure you lock the door.”

Katherine stared back at him with a guarded expression. “Yeah, yeah, I know.”

Marshall turned back and was about to leave when Katherine said “Hey, Marshall? There’s something I have to ask you about.”

With Kyle and Hector already in the yard, she could ask the questions without them hearing her.

Marshall stopped in his tracks. “Sure. Go ahead.”

Katherine asked tentatively, “Are you ill?”

Marshall paused briefly, not knowing what she was talking about.

Frowning, Katherine smacked her lips and explained, “There is something seriously wrong with you lately. Can you, um, go back to the way you used to talk to me? You’ve been very weird, you know?”

As she spoke, Katherine realized that even she herself wasn’t completely sure what she was trying to say.

Marshall, however, was beginning to understand – at least a little bit. Still, he kept his eyebrows in a frown. “What? What’s that supposed to mean?”

Katherine finally waved a hand after thinking about it. “Never mind. Forget that I said anything. You should leave now,” she replied, since she realized how difficult it would be to explain herself well.

Marshall nodded in agreement and left.

Peter was already in the car when Marshall got in. After a while, Marshall suddenly laughed out loud. He honestly had no idea what the matter was with him; he simply wanted to tease Katherine every time he saw her because it would make him feel better. As if somehow, that was the release valve for all the pressure and distress he had been subjected to for the past few days.

Peter pulled away from the curb while Marshall gazed outside the window. He was reminded of what Mr. Grant once said about some couples developing deeper affections after getting married, whereas Mr. and Mrs. Grant needed much longer before they started liking each other. However, some other couples, according to Mr. Grant, would never work and ended up splitting up.

Marshall had thought that he and Katherine belonged to the third category.

Marshall exhaled deeply after a while. He should stop thinking about it now. There was no use contemplating such things, since no amount of wishful thinking could stop him from feeling sad or displeased.

It was almost dusk, so Peter drove Marshall to the Grants’ family residence before he left for the day.

Marshall made his way towards the main part of the house. From a distance, he saw Grandma Grant sitting on the sofa listening intently to some opera. That made him stop walking.

When Mrs. Grant was living here, she’d always generate all kinds of noises, which would force her mother-in-law, finding it too rowdy for her taste, to stay upstairs or remain seated in the yard. With Mrs. Grant living elsewhere, the older lady now looked much more relaxed and at ease. In fact, even Mr. Grant himself was looking more pleased and laid-back than before. Mr. Grant would normally head straight upstairs into his bedroom or office right after dinner, but now, he could be found sitting with Grandma Grant, watching TV or chatting pleasantly with her.

It wasn’t the best thought coming from a son with filial duties, but Marshall found it hard to disprove the fact that Mrs. Grant’s absence was making his family life much more harmonious.

Grandma Grant noticed him as Marshall slowly walked into the living room. “You’re home early today,” she remarked smilingly, as Mr. Grant was not yet back from work.