CEO Proposed to His Ex-wife 99 Times novel Chapter 433

Marshall didn't wake up until the evening. He got refreshed, and when he went upstairs, Katherine and Frances were nowhere to be found.

Even Darcie was gone, too.

Marshall looked around on the first floor, and then he checked the yard, but he still didn't find them.

He stood in the living room and yelled. The space was so empty now that he felt he had heard an echo.

He called Katherine, but she didn't answer. He called Frances, and she didn't either.

He put down his phone and was sure that the three people must have decided together to do this.

Marshall went to the kitchen and took a look. There was no sign of cooking in there. Nobody was making dinner.

Marshall laughed and remembered Katherine's attitude towards him. The three women were on the same side now.

He turned around and went to the living room. There he sat on the sofa and turned on the TV. Then he watched it leisurely.

Katherine, Frances, and Darcie came back very late. They laughed and came back with many shopping bags, big ones and small ones.

Frances came in and took a look at Marshall. Then she said, "Ah! You're awake! You were sleeping too soundly just now, so we didn't wake you up. We've already had dinner yet. You may need to get some by yourself now."

Frances had changed her clothes. She was in a long dress with polka dots. She looked younger in it.

She hadn't tied up her hair. Instead, she made a ponytail.

Now she seemed to be much more vigorous and healthier than before. She was like a completely different person, quite a few years younger.

She ignored Marshall's reaction and put the shopping bags on the table.

They had gone to the grocery store and bought a lot of snacks.

Frances picked two of them and handed them to Katherine and Darcie. "Try this. I think it's good."

Marshall smiled and asked, "Why didn't you answer my calls."

Frances hummed and said, "We didn't hear it."

Marshall thought nothing of it. He continued to ask, "You've had dinner? What did you eat?"

Darcie answered, "We had a barbecue. It's delicious."

Marshall looked at them and nodded. "OK. I'm gonna order in."

He took out his phone and said to Frances, "I think you look much better today."

Frances was taken back and was about to smile, but she kept a straight face and said with a stern tone, "I am as beautiful as always."

Marshall stared at Frances and Katherine, and then he looked at Darcie.

Darcie was avoiding his gaze. She went to the kitchen and put the groceries into the refrigerator.

Marshall looked back. He ordered dinner and looked at Katherine.

Katherine hadn't looked at him since she came in. She pulled a long face and didn't seem happy.

Seeing Marshall sitting on the sofa, Katherine grabbed a pack of snacks and went to sit on the hammock chair.

Marshall paused and asked, "Where did you go? The grocery store?"

No one gave him a response.

Marshall seemed to have known this would happen. He didn't seem embarrassed at all.

He smiled and stopped talking.

Katherine sat downstairs for a while and had some snacks. Then she had some snacks.

As soon as she left, Marshall could wait to ask Frances, "What happened? What are you scheming?"

Frances curled his mouth. She thumbed up to him and said, "Well done, son. What you did just made you a jerk, but I have to say... good work!"

Marshall was confused and didn't know what Frances was implying.

Frances wasn't going to make this clear for him anyway. She sorted the groceries out and then went upstairs, too.

Marshall took a deep breath and went to the kitchen. Darcie put some quick-frozen foods in the refrigerator and cleaned up the kitchen.

Marshall looked at Darcie and asked, "Did you make a deal behind my back?"

Darcie turned away and replied, "What kind of deal? What do you mean? I didn't know anything!"

Marshall smiled. "OK, I already know."

Frances went upstairs. Instead of going back to her room, she went to Katherine's.

Katherine sat on the edge of the bed and still looked sulking. They had talked much when they were out, but those words seemed to carry little weight on her.

Frances sighed and sat next to Katherine. "Don't be mad. What's done is done. You can't possibly abort the baby because of this, can you? We can't change what has happened, so we accept it."

Katherine pouted, "He's your son. Of course, you speak for him."

Frances glared and said, "I scolded him when we had the meal, don't you remember?"

Katherine looked sideways at Frances and said, "Look at what he has done! He would have the chance to be with Clara if it weren't for this baby."