CEO Proposed to His Ex-wife 99 Times

Chapter 142 She Really Doesn’t Deserve You

Marshall stared at Clara’s message for a while before replying, "I won’t."

Then nothing came from Clara anymore.

Katherine was aware that Marshall’s phone vibrated and that someone was texting him.

Actually, she could tell who was texting him.

But she didn’t even dart a glance at him, not even out of the corner of her eye.

Katherine was chatting with the singer she had met before.

The singer told her that he had moved from city to city, but failed to take to any of them.

He was not sure where to go next.

Katherine went with the flow, asking him to come to her city. Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

There were a few underground bars with regular singers in the city center.

Katherine believed that he was capable of working here.

The singer sent a "smile" emoji, which was followed by a voice message.

Katherine played the voice message without thinking.

The singer’s voice sounded particularly attractive via phone.

He didn’t say anything important, but that he would invite Katherine to dinner if he really came.

Katherine replied, smiling, "If you really came, I would buy you dinner, or invite you to have a taste of my food."

Marshall stared at Katherine earnestly.

The smile on her face looked quite heartfelt.

Marshall thought for a while and drew back his gaze.

Katherine chatted for a short while before her phone went silent again.

When Marshall finished his meal, he didn’t leave right away, but stayed put, waiting for Katherine until she put down her chopsticks slowly.

Only then did he ask, "Is that the singer you met in the hotel?"

Katherine glanced up at him and grunted, "Yes."

Marshall tried to recall what that man looked like.

He was that kind of gentle and elegant guy.

When he was with Katherine, they appeared perfect for each other.

Marshall nodded. "Well, is he coming here?"

Katherine said yes.

Marshall thought for a while before giving a smile. "Do I have to leave you two alone?"

Stunned, Katherine knew what Marshall meant after some consideration.

He wanted to create an opportunity for her and the singer.

Katherine also smiled. "Let’s talk about it when he arrives. I’ll tell you when we need you to leave us alone."

Marshall gave a smile again. "Alright."

After that, he got up and started to clean up the table.

Now that they had had two meals together, their duties seemed to have already been clearly defined.

Katherine was responsible for cooking, while Marshall doing the dishes.

Although Katherine was aware that Marshall was a little slack in his work, she didn’t care.

Sometimes, she was quite generous.

Katherine went out to check her flowers, and then stood in the yard.

Marshall’s car was parked next to the flower stand in the yard.

Pursing her lips, Katherine thought for a while, walked back into the house and went up to her study.

She had to pay more attention to the driving test.

Katherine just read the book for a little while today, finding it hard to understand.

She had no knowledge of driving.

In the study, she began to scratch her head after working on two questions.

This was much more difficult than school knowledge.

Marshall answered two phone calls downstairs.

One was from Peter, who asked about the work, while the other one was from Mrs. Grant.

Talking in a low voice, Mrs. Grant sounded upset, saying that she wasn’t used to it when he wasn’t at home.

Marshall could do nothing but comfort her, saying that he just moved out, and that it wasn’t like she wouldn’t see him again. He also told her that he would go back once he had time.

Mrs. Grant let out a sigh. "You shouldn’t have married Katherine at the beginning. That woman threw our home into chaos. Nothing would have happened if you had married Clara."

Marshall pursed his lips and stared at the flower stand in the yard. "Well, what’s done can’t be undone. Just take it easy. I’ll go home once I’m free."

Mrs. Grant was still upset. "Marshall, I’m not an unreasonable person. It’s not that I must pick on your wife. As a mother, I don’t want to feud with my daughter-in-law as others do. It’s just that… Katherine really doesn’t deserve you, and I would definitely not be like this if you married a woman of our own class."

Mrs. Grant had said that to him before, so Marshall didn’t really want to listen to her anymore.

He just mumbled, "It’s getting late. Please go to bed early. I still have some business to attend to. Good night."

Mrs. Grant knew that Marshall was getting impatient, so she replied immediately, "Alright, alright, I see. Go ahead with your work. Good night."

Marshall hung up the phone and blinked, distressed.