CEO Proposed to His Ex-wife 99 Times

Mrs. Grant sighed. “Maybe I’ve been talking too much and got you annoyed. I’ll stop talking about it with you in the future then.”

Marshall frowned, and didn’t say anything. Mrs. Grant hung up after saying good night.

Marshall put down the phone slowly, his mind at work.

Had he been protecting Katherine lately? Not that he himself knew of. It was just that sometimes when Mrs. Grant’s rambling got on his nerves, he would say something in Katherine’s defense. But surely that wouldn’t count as protecting.

Marshall stayed where he was for a while before he slowly turned around and headed upstairs.

Katherine wasn’t in her bedroom. She was in the study, reading what looked like a guidebook on driving tests from her computer.

Marshall walked up to the study and peeked inside. Katherine was genuinely having a hard time grasping those ideas and she looked flustered and baffled. In all seriousness, she would fit well with Kyle Haverford. Recently Katherine hadn’t been the most logical person in the world, and Kyle was even less reliable. Put those two together, and they would enjoy each other’s company.

Just like that, Marshall was reminded of what Kyle said in the bathroom – that if Katherine married a Bennett, she would tame even the biggest shrew of the Bennett household.

That wasn’t an exaggeration, since Katherine could even tame Mrs. Grant at times. However, the thing was that Mrs. Grant, though occasionally unreasonable, wasn’t an inherently calculating person. But he didn’t know if the same was true for the Bennetts. After all, Ms. Ariel Kingsey had done some pretty careful scheming in order to marry Kevin Bennett. Were Katherine really to marry into the family, there was no way she could win the game of manipulation.

Blinking a few times, Marshall walked into his own room. Why should he be thinking about this? Katherine, just like him, needed to be responsible for her own actions.

Marshall got into bed after a quick shower. The alcohol was working, and he fell asleep pretty fast. But he kept dreaming about Katherine – presumably because he had been thinking about her before bed.

He dreamed about a lot of guys standing next to Katherine, and he was judging them one by one.

The flirty guy on the plane was there. He wouldn’t do. He was a frivolous-looking guy, a cheater potentially. There was also the guy who hit on Katherine in Asela. He was a no, too, as Katherine was far too beautiful and way out of his league.

There was also Hector.

but boy, did Katherine favor Hector in the dream. Hector had bought Katherine a ring, too, and she was only too happy to wear it around. Now, that made Marshall pause. If Katherine really were to be with Hector, that would seem acceptable enough. And he couldn’t stop those thoughts debating repeatedly in his mind until he

exactly. It took him a while to finally

downstairs after

she was in the dining

he could tell exactly who she was talking to. He moved towards her sluggishly, sitting

the morning – heaven knows

silently, Marshall said, “That’s

decided to put the new

voice, “It’s the weekend, finally! Hector’s coming too. Can that friend of yours come along

might as well marry a deck of

legions of chicks to choose from, if I were

as he ate, a deep frown on his face. Marshall had planned on getting up late today since it was the weekend, but

line, Kyle was insistent. “Can your

own business

said Katherine definitively,

about being in desperate need of

Katherine. “Tell him that

coming with me

Marshall, “It’s been a while since I last visited,

passed along the voice message to

about who the poker buddy was as long as he or she’d show up, so he told them he’d be waiting for their arrival with all the fine delicacies in the