Mrs. Grant seemed reluctant to see Katherine, she had never looked straight at her.
She even made it obvious by sitting with her body tilted slightly towards Clara.
Katherine did not care at all, it was best if Mrs. Grant could eat with her back facing her.
She didn’t want to see her either.
Mrs. Grant picked up the chopstick after sanitizing her hands.
She then picked up some food for Marshall and Clara as she smiled and asked Marshall about his trip.
She didn’t know what happened between Marshall and the WF Group.
Marshall pressed his lips together, thinking in silence.
“He had just come back, let’s not talk about work?” Old Mrs. Grant answered instead.
Mrs. Grant was stunned and slightly embarrassed.
On the other hand, Katherine was shoving the food down her throat, she was starving.
She didn’t feel hungry while sleeping onboard but now that she was awake, her stomach started feeling
uncomfortable.
Marshall stopped after a while and turned to Katherine, “Did you take your medications.”
Katherine looked up in bafflement, she had her head down eating and totally missed what Marshall just
said.
Marshall helplessly swept a glance at her.
There was even food on her face, she looked confused and silly.
It was only Katherine that hadn’t eaten anything throughout the flight.
Peter and he had in-flight meals. Marshall reached over and wiped the food off her face and walked
away.
Mrs. Grant shouted, “Where are you going?”
Clara swept a glance at Katherine, she seemed normal.
Marshall excused himself and went to the hall.
Their luggage was still at the door, he opened Katherine’s bag knowing exactly where to find her pills.
Marshall picked out the ones need to be taken before the meal and went back to the dining room.
Katherine was no longer confused. She looked calm or Marshall even sensed that she felt slightly
proud.
“Take this first,” Marshall handed her the pills.
Katherine nodded, took over the pills, and swallowed them in one bite.
Old Mrs. Grant looked at Katherine concernedly, “Are you not feeling well?”
Without waiting for Katherine, Marshall answered, “Stomach problem.”
Old Mrs. Grant's gazed fixed at Katherine for a while and said, “You’ve always had stomach problem?”
“It’s been almost ten years,” Katherine nodded.
‘It has been long.’ Old Mrs. Grant looked at Katherine a few more times, “You have never mentioned
about it.”
“It’s not a big deal,” Katherine smiled.
She looked calm and had not thought of this as a bid deal.
Perhaps the Grant family was different.
A little headache or fever was considered to be a big issue.
She had been suffering from stomach problems for almost ten years and said it’s no big deal. Old Mrs.
Grant felt slightly disturbed.
The late Mr. Grant mentioned that Katherine had hardship while growing up. he had even convinced
her to be good to Katherine.
But he was in critical health condition at that time, so, Old Mrs. Grant’s put all her mind on only him,
and didn’t have time for Katherine.
After he passed away, Marshall got divorced, so she had even less contact with Katherine since.
Mrs. Grant was dissatisfied, she threw a glance at Katherine and let out a heavy sigh.
Almost everyone on the table could hear her but none said anything.
Katherine glanced at Mrs. Grant and followed her, letting out a heavy sigh.
And her sighed was louder than Mrs. Grant, not only the people on the table, even the maid on the side
could hear her.
Mrs. Grant was stunned and looked at her in disbelief, “What was that?”
Katherine put on an innocent look, “My upset stomach.”
Does sighing help cure your upset stomach? Peter almost burst out laughing.
Such a perfect reason.
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