Katherine was lying on the bed and feigning sleep to avoid being alone with Marshall. But in the end,
she did fall asleep. When she woke up, the nurse was preparing to give her an injection. The
Hemostatic needle was used to stop bleeding and contain anti-inflammation medication.
Both Marshall and Peter were sitting on the sofa in the ward. Peter was going over the documents
before giving them to Marshall for further review. Neither of them paid attention to Katherine.
Looking at the nurse, Katherine pursed her lips. “I don’t need the injection. This has been a problem for
quite a while now, so I’ll just take the meds.”
The nurse didn’t smile at her. “Do you know how serious your condition is?“ Then she took out the
sphygmomanometer as she spoke.
Katherine stretched out her arm unwillingly.
The nurse wrapped the sphygmomanometer on to Katherine’s arm and said while patting the back of
her hand, "How come you've got such serious stomach illness at such a young age?"
Katherine looked away from the syringe as the needle was inserted into her skin, but still answered the
nurse, "I didn’t pay attention to it. That’s all."
Sitting on the sofa, Marshall was reading the documents with his head down at first. Hearing
Katherine’s words, he glanced up at her. She was obviously scared of getting injected, but still toughed
it out.
Suddenly, Marshall became curious. How come this girl had changed so much after going through a
divorce?
She wasn’t like this before. But it took Marshall some time before he figured out what Katherine had
looked like in the past.
On the matter of marrying Katherine, it has always been against Marshall’s will.
Therefore, he hadn’t treated her well after marriage.
He knew he was busy, and he let himself go with the flow of work. Only by being busy, he didn’t need to
see her.
However, it seemed that Katherine didn’t mind.
When Marshall told her he didn’t have time for honeymoon, Katherine replied with a smile and said she
didn’t mind.
When Marshall said he had to work overtime and not come home for dinner, Katherine replied with a
smile and said she didn’t mind.
There was once a time when he came home late at night, he just slept in the guest room. The next day,
he would explain to her that he didn’t want to disturb her sleep. Katherine just smiled, telling him to take
care of himself.
She never showed anything else but obedience before him If he was honest about it, she was almost
servile.
So, Marshall was used to her acting that way.
Marshall watched Katherine for a while, and snorted silently.
The first time she showed some change was when he proposed the divorce.
In fact, Marshall thought once he filed the divorce, Katherine would cry or refuse to give an answer, or
even reject it outright, but none of his predictions came true.
All she did was freeze up for a moment to process her shock, and a moment it was. He could see it in
her eyes, but aside from that, he didn’t notice any sadness in her eyes. Then, she nodded in assent.
After that, they went through the formalities of divorce, and she was fully cooperative.
How cooperative was she? She was so cooperative that as if she wanted to cut all ties with him and
started hooking up with other men after their divorce.
Marshall rubbed his temples. He saw Katherine put down her hand slowly with her eyes shut after the
nurse put the needle in her arm, not daring to move.
He frowned, beset with doubt. When exactly was this girl really being herself?
The nurse adjusted the dripping rate, told Katherine some dos and don’ts and left.
Leaning against the bed, Katherine looked up at the drip bottle with a pale but calm face.
Marshall stared at her. "Do you have any plans for the future?"
Stunned, Katherine turned to look at Marshall. "My plans? When I’m discharged from hospital, I’m
gonna keep on having fun.”
She looked at Peter. "I haven’t asked you yet, what schedule you’ve planned for me, where am I going
next?"
Peter blinked at her and avoided meeting Marshall’s gaze, for Katherine’s itinerary was almost the
same as Marshall’s.
All she did was freeze up for a moment to process her shock, and a moment it was. He could see it in
her eyes, but aside from that, he didn’t notice any sadness in her eyes. Then, she nodded in assent.
After that, they went through the formalities of divorce, and she was fully cooperative.
How cooperative was she? She was so cooperative that as if she wanted to cut all ties with him and
started hooking up with other men after their divorce.
Marshall rubbed his temples. He saw Katherine put down her hand slowly with her eyes shut after the
nurse put the needle in her arm, not daring to move.
He frowned, beset with doubt. When exactly was this girl really being herself?
The nurse adjusted the dripping rate, told Katherine some dos and don'ts and left.
Leaning against the bed, Katherine looked up at the drip bottle with a pale but calm face.
Marshall stared at her. "Do you have any plans for the future?"
Stunned, Katherine turned to look at Marshall. "My plans? When I’m discharged from hospital, I’m
gonna keep on having fun.”
She looked at Peter. "| haven't asked you yet, what schedule you've planned for me, where am | going
next?"
Peter blinked at her and avoided meeting Marshall's gaze, for Katherine’s itinerary was almost the
same as Marshall's.
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