CEO Proposed to His Ex-wife 99 Times

Naturally, Katherine didn’t act polite.

What’s more, she was even more curious to know, how would Mrs. Grant react when she saw Katherine moved into this room. 

She was anticipating this very much. 

Katherine pulled her luggage and walked in. She checked around and displayed satisfaction.

The servant took a look from outside and left immediately.

Marshall stood at the door, leaned on the door frame, crossed his arms, and looked at Katherine.

After taking a tour around the room, Katherine turned to see Marshall like this. She giggled and said, “Why are you looking at me like that, what’s wrong? Is it because I had angered your mother at the dinner table, that’s why you want to get back at me now?”

She sat on the bed in glee, lowering her head and touching it, “Yea, it’s pretty soft. This bed must not be cheap.”

Finishing her words, she raised her head and looked at Marshall.

Marshall was still looking at her with that expression, but he didn’t look angry.

It was more a look of curiosity.

Suddenly, Katherine thought of pranking him.

She patted the bed next to her, “Don’t you think it would be very comfortable to do it here.”

Finishing her words, she tilted her head and smiled at Marshall. That expression was a little as if she was seducing him.

Marshall’s gazed at Katherine up and down.

to her toes, then from her toes to her head, he

he suddenly laughed, “If we have time, we

Marshall now know how

had

that she couldn’t lose to him, so she wanted

say anything, she heard voices from the corridor, “Marshall, if there’s nothing I can

it sounded as if she was pretty close

Katherine leaped up hastily.

the door in a few

the doorframe, Katherine on the other hand leaned on the other side

standing on a spot

too, “Don’t go, you’ve only been here for a while. Come over and

think you guys are pretty tired, have a good rest first. I’ll come over to visit you guys next time when I’m

occasion, she was still calm and

in

nodded her head, “Then you

waved at her and took a final look at

Clara’s silhouette disappear from the second-floor stairs. She then spilled the beans, “Don’t you have

stairs, turned around, and went back to

separated by a wall, even their

simply turned around and

used to belong

on the door, her head extended towards

smile on her

longer had the right

reached out

to open the wardrobe. Indeed, Mrs. Grant