CEO Proposed to His Ex-wife 99 Times novel Chapter 330

When he received the call, Marshall was still in his office. He had amassed a long to-do list since he hadn’t been paying much attention at work for the past few days. In addition, he hung around in the office because he didn’t really feel like going home, not having much to do there.

Marshall was surprised to receive a call from his uncle Carson, because it was distinctly uncharacteristic of Carson to call him.

Relationship between the Khalid branch and the Carson branch of the Grant family became somewhat strained back in the days when old Mr. Grant, Marshall’s grandfather, looked for a groom for Katherine. The tension had ebbed after Carson’s birthday party, but the relationship between the two branches grew complicated once more after Marshall and Katherine’s divorce.

Marshall stared at his phone for some time before he picked up. “Uncle.”

“Hey,” said Carson, “Where are you right now? Are you busy?”

Marshall replied truthfully that he was in the office and not busy currently.

Sighing, Carson told Marshall the address of the bar before saying that he had run into Katherine there, alone and drunk.

Marshall instantly stood up from his chair. “Did you say she’s drunk and alone? Are you sure she’s not with anyone?”

Carson looked around with his phone in his hand. There were truly no familiar faces to be found.

“I’m pretty sure she’s out here by herself. Look, I have to get back to my own thing so I can’t take care of her. Do you want to come over?”

Marshall said yes without even thinking about it. “Ask the waiters to take her to a break room. I’ll be there in a second.” And then he rushed out the door with the car key in his hand, neglecting to take an overcoat.

He didn’t run into a single red light as he drove from the company building to the bar. When he arrived, a waiter was already waiting for him at the door, informing him that Katherine was quite difficult to handle and that they were all so glad that Marshall made it.

A drunk-crazy Katherine had been acting up in the bar, so the waiters didn’t keep her in the business area where the guests were. Instead, they took her to the employee breakroom in the far back of the bar.

When Marshall went over, Katherine was asking some guy for more alcohol and throwing a tantrum when he denied her, stomping around and yelling. The employees, not daring to offend a valued customer, were trying to coddle her feelings like baby.

Marshall walked to her and grabbed her hand. “Who is here with you?” he asked.

Katherine watched him for quite some time before replying, “Who are you?”

Marshall rolled his eyes resignedly as he bent down to lift Katherine up. He then proceeded to walk out with her in his arms.

With her entire body in the air, Katherine was reasonably meek. Looping an arm around Marshall’s neck, she said, “Be careful not to drop me, man.”

Marshall walked out of the bar and sat Katherine down in his car. As soon as she settled into the seat, Katherine fell asleep.

Towering over her, Marshall said, “Did you come here with Kyle?”

Because without that guy, there was no way Katherine would come to a place like this and get royally drunk – the day they finalized the divorce, of course, being the only exception.

But Katherine had long dozed off, hence unable to answer his question.

Marshall took out his phone, but couldn’t stare at it long enough before looking back at Katherine. So he put the phone away, walked towards the driver’s seat, and started the car.

Katherine hadn’t taken her phone with her. How convenient.

Marshall drove to Katherine’s place and carried her to the front door, unlocking it with her fingerprint.

When he was climbing the stairs, Katherine made a gagging sound in his arms. Hence, with hurried footsteps, Marshall carried Katherine into the bathroom in her bedroom.

As soon as Katherine’s feet touched the ground, she started to puke.

Marshall closed his eyes. Katherine puked directly on him, a lifelong hygiene-obsessed germophobe.

Icky, icky, icky.

Marshall craned his neck up and took several deep breaths, while his hands remained on Katherine’s back, gently patting it.

But Katherine wasn’t done. After this, she turned around and proceeded to vomit into the toilet.

Eyes closed, Marshall took off his clothes and threw them in the trash can. With his pants dirty with the vomit, too, he took of the pants as well.

After Katherine cleared out the contents of her stomach, she rose slowly and massaged her hair.

Marshall walked over, flushed the toilet, and went directly to take a shower.

Katherine seemed to have forgotten his presence until she heard water coming down the shower head. She stopped walking out and turned around, and Marshall’s entire naked body presented itself in her eyes.