Peter opened the seafood takeaway box and arranged it nicely with the beer that room service just
delivered.
Katherine came closer, "Come on, time to eat."
Her positive energy made Marshall looked at her for a few more glances.
Katherine pulled a chair and sat cross-legged on it.
She tore one of the crab’s legs and said, "The crabs served by this restaurant are plump.”
Then she took a bite.
Marshall looked at Katherine again.
He suddenly recalled the scene when Katherine was eating at Grant’s house.
At that time, Katherine was well-mannered. She ate in small bites and spoke in a low voice, she was
very lady-like.
Peter couldn't accept what he saw, “Hey, can’t you wash your hands before you eat?"
Katherine stared at Peter, "I don't eat the shells. Why should I wash my hands? Look at where I
grabbed, I only touched the shells.”
Katherine said as she showed Peter the part she was holding.
But Peter didn’t want to see her oily hands.
While Marshall smiled, "It would be nice, if only you acted like this when you were at my house.”
Katherine stared at Marshall, “If I did that, your mother would kick me out of your house in just two
days.”
Mrs. Grant always talked about rules whenever she spoke.
When Katherine thought of Mrs. Grant's face, she still gets a headache.
Marshall smiled, "That made many things easier.”
“Since when did it make things easier?” Katherine spoke as she continued to gnaw, “Look, now we are
divorced, and I got so many benefits. If I were kicked out of your house by your mother, what would I
get? Nothing compares to now."
Katherine’s mouth was greasy.
Peter handed a napkin to Katherine. Katherine took it and wiped her mouth.
Peter arranged the crabs separately, put them in a box, and handed them to Marshall.
Marshall opened a bottle of beer and poured in a glass.
Katherine looked at the other glass and said, "Pour me some, too."
Peter stared at Katherine, "Don't you want your stomach anymore?"
"No, I don’t." Katherine smiled, "Let enjoy this meal. Can you not spoil the fun?"
Peter glared at Katherine with a long face but he still poured a glass of beer for Katherine.
Katherine’s hands were still oily, she just wiped her hands. Then, she lifted the glass and toasted with
Marshall.
Marshall touched her glass with his glass, "If you were like this before..."
He hesitated for a moment and didn't finish the rest of the sentences.
If you had been like this before, it would have been impossible for Katherine to marry into the Grant
family.
Mrs. Grant would be the first to disagree.
And if Katherine had been like this, knowing Mrs. Grant's attitude, the two would have arguments every
day.
His mother paid the most attention to the etiquette and manners of a person.
Katherine didn't know what Marshall meant. She didn't ask either.
The slight harmonious atmosphere was rare when the three of them were together.
They all lifted the glass and gave each other a toast.
Katherine had low alcohol tolerance.
After a few drinks, her body began to wander.
She waved her hand, "No, I can’t. I can't see things clearly anymore."
She grabbed a napkin and wiped her hands. Then she stood up, "Eat up, guys. I have to lie down first.
I can't walk for sure if have more drinks."
Marshall leaned against the sofa and stared at Katherine.
Katherine walked unsteadily, but she still managed to go into the bedroom.
She didn't close the bedroom door. She fell asleep on the bed right away.
After drinking, it’s really easy to fall asleep.
Katherine didn't know anything. As soon as she laid on the bed, she fell asleep immediately.
But it didn't take long for her to wake up feeling thirsty again.
She was a little lazy and unwilling to move.
She just laid in bed and hummed.
She didn't know how long she had been humming. Katherine really couldn’t stand it anymore.
Katherine slowly got up from the bed.
The room was very quiet, and there was only the sound of running water.
Katherine squinted around and finally saw a figure in the bathroom.
After staring at the figure for a while, she stood up and walked over.
Marshall was taking a shower. After drinking beers, he felt uncomfortable and a little sweaty so he took
a cold shower.
He was about to finish showering. Suddenly, the bathroom door opened.
Katherine’s hair was a little messy and her eyes didn't seem to be quite open.
But her mouth was moving, and she muttered, "I’m sweaty, I’ll take a shower."
As she said this, she began to undress .
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