CEO Proposed to His Ex-wife 99 Times

Chapter 333 He Can’t Let Go of Her

Marshall was overwhelmed with work all afternoon and got Frances’ call when he got off work.

She said that she would be waiting for him in a western restaurant.

Marshall didn’t give it too much thought for he knew that Frances got his taste.

After packing up, he drove over.

Frances was at the Mason’s mansion all day long and was probably afraid that someone might see her alone and she wouldn’t be able to explain it.

Old Mr. Mason was confined to bed for days before for being mad at her taking a divorce with Khalid.

People knew that Old Mr. Mason was sick but didn’t know exactly why. So Frances just took that as an excuse to live in the Mason’s justifiably.

Frances actually surprised a lot of people when she got divorced with Khalid.

For one thing, she was quite straight and just signed her name on the divorce paper without acting up or whatsoever.

And for another, Khalid was actually quite generous and gave Frances a lot when he divided the property, but Frances didn’t take a bit and just left.

The Old Mrs. Grant was even stupefied, because from her understanding, Frances was not such a person.

In her eyes, Frances definitely would take advantage of this opportunity and ask for a ton.

But Marshall actually knew what Frances was up to by doing this.

Khalid was a quite soft-hearted man and would always feel guilty towards her now that Frances didn’t take a thing. All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

And with this sense of guilt, they wouldn’t have a clean break.

This was exactly what Frances wanted.

Marshall suddenly thought of his divorce with Katherine.

When they departed with each other, Katherine accepted everything that he gave to her and directly signed the paper without even give a thorough reading to it.

Well, she probably didn’t want anything to do with him and had officially let go of the past.

But Marshall felt that he was the one who can’t move on.

Marshall drove to the restaurant and directly went to find the private room that Frances had booked.

But Clara was the one in the room when he opened the door.

She looked equally shocked as he was.

“Marshall?”

Standing by the door, Marshall asked, “You are here alone?”

Clara blinked her eyes and looked innocent, “Right, auntie Frances said that she wanted to have dinner with me and told me to wait here.”

“Did you come here with auntie Frances?”

The drinks had already been served.

It looked like that Clara had been waiting for a while.

Marshall didn’t go further and just said, “I’m sorry. My mother must have got mistaken.”

At the drop of his sound, the waiter came in with the dishes, “Sir, here is the food you’ve ordered.”

Marshall had no choice but to enter the room to clear the way for the waiter.

Clara looked perplexed, “What happened? Did auntie Frances tell you to be here?”

Marshall didn’t answer and gave Frances a call.

Her phone was off.

Marshall sneered and immediately figured out what was going on.

Clara stood up and said bewilderingly, “What is going on?”

Marshall heaved a sigh, “Nothing really. My mom made a mistake. Well, this dinner is on me. I have to be somewhere,”

“Well, won’t auntie Frances be here?” Clara stopped Marshall.

“Yeah, she is pretty occupied now.”

Clara looked complicated, “Well, auntie Frances had booked this room and ordered a bunch. I wouldn’t be able to finish all the dishes myself. Marshall, have you had dinner yet? Why don’t we...”

Clara faltered and seemed to be in a dilemma.

Marshall glanced at Clara, “Don’t worry about it. You can just leave it. I’m not a fan of western dishes anyway.”

Then he nodded at Clara and just left.

Clara slowly took her seat and looked defeated.

Marshall went out and drove to the old mansion.

Old Mrs. Grant was having dinner and was surprised to see Marshall home, “Didn’t you say that you’re gonna eat out?”

Marshall washed his hand and entered the dining room, “Last-minute changes.”

The old mansion was serving Chinese food recently and Marshall actually liked it.

Old Mrs. Grant asked if Marshall wanted to accompany her to offer incenses to the Buddha in a few days.

Marshall directly answered, “Well, I don’t have the time. You can ask Katherine.”

Old Mrs. Grant paused and teased, “Katherine? Well, I don’t think she would agree to do that with me. You’re not together now and there is no reason to ask her to accompany me. She would only come over last time for the Walters’ sake, but got gloomy when you came home all of a sudden.”

Marshall suddenly cracked a smile and looked at Old Mrs. Grant, “You hided that file on purpose, right?”

Old Mrs. Grant raised the corner of her mouth, “You are really dull on this love matter. How can you be so shrewd on business but so insensitive when it comes to love?”

Marshall nodded and chimed in, “Well I’ve probably spent way too intelligence on business.”

“Your aunt Lydia went to draw divination sticks for Lucas the other day and didn’t really get an auspicious result. She didn’t have anything for two meals straight.”

Marshall frowned, “Well, the fortune telling thing is not that accurate, right? One can’t just believe it blindly.”

“I actually want to take you there and draw a marriage-boding stick for you as well.”

“Another reason for me to skip that.” Marshall smiled, “If the result turns out to be like Lucas’, I probably wouldn’t have appetite for meals for two days.”

Old Mrs. Grant chuckled, “I didn’t know that you would care about that. I thought that you wouldn’t care for the result.”

Well, it was not that he would make much of it, it was just he would get a little bit upset if the result turned out to be inauspicious.

Old Mrs. Grant heaved a sigh, “Marshall, when can you figure out what your heart really wants?”

Marshall paused while eating but ended up saying nothing.

After having dinner, Marshall went to the open lot in front of the main building and lighted a cigarette.

Then he got a text from one of his minions saying that Hector went to meet Katherine.

Marshall sneered and texted that he must stay on guard of what was happening in Katherine’s house and keep track of how long had been Hector staying in Katherine’s home.

He must notify him if Hector stayed too long.

The minion texted back affirmative.

But Hector actually stood at Katherine’s doorstep for a long time and didn’t go in.

Katherine was occupied in the kitchen and didn’t notice Hector.

She got startled when Hector called her in the living room.

Katherine grinned while exiting the kitchen, “I heard that you went to discuss talent show matters with Rosalie. How did it go? Have you finalized all the details?”

It looked like that Katherine didn’t know what happened last night.

Suppressing his inner discomfort, Hector answered, “While my appearance sequence won’t be crystalized until they got some preliminary responses about the show from the audiences.”

Katherine nodded, “Well, it’s pretty reasonable. You definitely would become an instant hit.”

Hector wanted to smile but failed to crack one.

Staring at Katherine, Hector asked, “What are you feeling after having so much booze last night?”

“I had too much yesterday and just blacked out. Did you come by and send my phone back?”

Hector replied yes, “Marshall was here.”

Katherine nodded, “Yeah, I heard that he brought me home. He actually can be sweet once in a while.”

Hector recalled that Marshall looked like that he had showered before coming downstairs.

He wouldn’t just take a shower for no reason.

So, something must have happened...

Lips pursed, Hector asked in a while, “Did you remember what happened after coming home with Marshall?”

Legged crossed on the sofa, Katherine replied, “I really didn’t have a clue about what happened after I left the private room. Did I get crazy afterwards? How annoying.”