Marshall opened the door and called her, “Katherine.”
It’s a little loud.
Katherine was startled to let out a little cry.
She looked up and asked surprisedly, “What brings you here? Looking for Lucas?”
Marshall glanced at Lucas, who was leaning the chair and looking at him.
He seemed to be a total on-looker.
Marshalled said in a low voice, “No, I’m here for you. Go back with me.”
“Clara has left?” Katherine focused on the game.
“Yes.” Marshall answered, then he came up, hold her wrist, and pulled her up. He seemed to be in a
hurry.
“Wait, wait, wait, I haven’t put my shoes on. You…”
She had meant to scold him, but stopped immediately she realized it was not the right time.
She pulled her hand back and said, “What’s the rush? Let me put on my shoes first.”
Marshall frowned at her. He was not in a hurry. He just didn’t want his families see Katherine staying
here.
They wouldn’t say anything on the surface, but they’re always up to something inside.
He didn’t want them to see her stay with Lucas.
He stood still and said after she’s ready, “Let’s go.”
Katherine walked to the door and turned back to Lucas, “I have to go. Make sure you’ll be there when
my shop opens.”
“No problem.” Lucas smiled.
Marshall was waiting for her in the hallway, with a grim face.
She glanced at Marshall after they went out the office.
“What’s wrong with you? Anything wrong?” She was confused and said in a low voice.
He didn’t say anything.
“Did the video online upset you? You don’t have to be so worried. A clip can’t prove anything. You can
hire some supporters to comment and require WF Group to put the whole video online, then they must
be puzzled.” She guessed he was worried about the video.
He kept a grim face and said nothing.
His look didn’t soften.
She didn’t look at him and changed a subject. “Why does Clara leave so early? I thought you’d talk until
you get off the work.”
She chuckled and continued, “But when you were talking about work, it was really, really…”
She tutted and stopped talking.
With long strides, Marshall turned a deaf ear to her.
She walked into his office with him.
The moment she came in, she noticed his cup on the table beside the sofa.
It was she who had put it there.
He might not use it any more.
She came up and threw it in the trash can.
He was confused and frowned at her.
“I used it once. It’s not appropriate for us to share a cup. I’ll give you a new one.” She grinned.
He kept frowning at her and seemed to be unhappy.
But she didn’t care.
She used to care about him very much.
Now, however, she only cared about herself.
She stopped the game and put her phone beside.
“It’s not time to get off work. What do you want me to do? Don’t I disturb you?” she asked.
He answered after a moment, “So, don’t make any noise.”
“I’m a person. How could I make any sound?” she couldn’t roll her eyes.
He said nothing, sat behind the desk, and opened his papers.
But he couldn’t read anything.
She looked around and went to the window.
She bent over the window and looked down at her fingers.
It really missed something.
It needed something.
The diamond ring she used to wear was very big, but not convenient.
She used to believe that wearing the ring meant that he belonged to her.
She was so naive in the past
And so stupid.
But he couldn't read anything.
She looked around and went to the window.
She bent over the window and looked down at her fingers.
It really missed something.
It needed something.
The diamond ring she used to wear was very big, but not convenient.
She used to believe that wearing the ring meant that he belonged to her.
She was so naive in the past
And so stupid.
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