Katherine and Marshall were standing in the courtyard, and she looked back at the house. Frances stood in the kitchen, glancing at Katherine, then she gave Katherine a thumbs up and took the dishes to the dining room.
Katherine blinked, then turned to look at Marshall. He looked at her very seriously, and she felt uneasy again. She took a deep breath, "I have something to tell you, but I find it hard to open my mouth."
Marshall nodded, "Go ahead, you can share everything with me."
Katherine blinked, still not knowing what to say. Marshall stared at her for a while, as if he had guessed what she wanted to say. Seeing that Katherine didn't say anything, he said, "Let’s do it this way, I'll ask you some questions and you just need to answer them. Is that okay?"
Katherine nodded quickly, "Okay, it’s better this way."
Marshall glanced at her belly, "You were uncomfortable before, not because you had a stomach problem, right?"
Katherine said with a guilty conscience, "No, it’s not."
Marshall stared at Katherine for a long time, and she didn't dare to look back at him. Marshall took a deep breath, "Have you not been in your period for a while?"
He actually didn't know when Katherine's period was. After all, they hadn't lived together for a long time, but he vaguely remembered that the sanitary towel in her cabinet seemed to have not been used. Katherine was shocked when she heard what Marshall said, did he know everything?
She breathed out slowly, and nodded after a long while, "It's been more than a month."
Marshall stopped asking, just looked at Katherine. His expression was so serious that Katherine really felt that her previous concealment was heinous. Katherine was so guilty that she just opened her mouth and didn't know what to say to make up for it. It seemed that no matter what she said, she couldn't explain clearly, because she did not intend to tell him in the first place and she planned to leave with the baby at first.
Marshall kept silent, and Katherine didn't know what to do, just like a pupil who was punished to stand still, she stood there bewildered. Frances walked slowly into the living room and looked at them carefully. Katherine caught a glimpse of Frances, as if she had seen a savior. She gave Frances a look for help, but Frances thought for a while, turned around and went back to the dining room. Katherine was surprised, thinking that as expected, she could not count on Frances. She thought for a while and took a step towards Marshall. She really didn't know what to say, so she had to say, "Are you so angry that you want to leave now? The car is right here."
Marshall closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, he then turned around, instead of going to the car, he went back to the house. He didn't go to the dining room either, and went straight upstairs. Katherine could hear the slam of the door on the second floor. She shrank back, feeling that he was angry. Marshall has never been so angry with her. Katherine didn't know what to do.
Frances came from the dining room to the living room, "He went upstairs? Will you honey him up?"
Katherine rolled her eyes, "You really have a thick skin. Why don’t you help me out just now?"
Frances defended, "I was giving you spaces for you to communicate."
Katherine didn't want to talk to her, she licked her lips, "Let's have dinner first, I'm all hungry."
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