At midnight, the chandelier stopped shaking.
Katherine heard that Marshall got off the bed. She then closed eyes and dozed off soon. However, she
didn’t get a sound sleep. She woke up when Marshall lifted her to have a bath.
She squinted at Marshall, whispering, “Marshall, do you have a little crush on me?”
He didn’t say a word, but he did give a reply.
Katherine curved the lips slowly, then said in a hardly inaudible voice, “I see.”
She seemed to fall asleep, without any further reaction.
Marshall got Katherine bathed, and put her on the bed. Then he took a bath. Katherine had fallen into a
deep sleep when he went back to the bed.
However, Marshall had no any trace of drowsiness. He went to the window, which was half open. He lit
a cigarette, looking at the darkness through the half-opened window.
He felt retaliative pleasure indistinctly. In fact, the chat history between Katherine and Hector
displeased Marshall. After a crazy sex with Katherine, now the tight obstruction in his chest seemed to
be dissolving.
They had divorced from each other, and Hector bought her a ring, which was on her finger. So what?
She still lied beside him now and they had had a sex while they were all sober.
Soon, a stub end was left. Marshall threw the stub out of the window, and exhaled cigarette smoke.
Closing the window, he returned to the bed, to see Katherine curl up tight in bed. He checked the
wound on her leg. Just now, he had taken off the bandages after bathing her, so the wound was
exposed to the air.
It’s a small wound, and he was very careful while bathing her. The wound didn’t turn worse, so it should
be healed.
But Marshall still took the first-aid box, and patiently recovered her wound with clean bandage.
After that, he lied down. The bed lamp was turned off. On the large bed, the two slept on the different
side, as if they had no connection with each other.
It was the next noon when Katherine woke up. At that time, Marshall had left for work. Fainted, it took
her a long time to sober up.
Recalling last night, Katherine had no special feelings. She was sober, so was Marshall. Besides, it’s
he who took the initiative.
From her perspective, she was not the one to blame if there must be someone to be responsible for
last night.
She had had sex with Marshall for many times after their divorce, so it didn’t matter about the one more
sex last night. What mattered to her now was Marshall’s attitude to it.
Was it true that men regarded love and sex as totally different things which had nothing to do with each
other?
If the answer was YES, it should be interesting.
After ruminating for a while, Katherine got up and went to the bathroom in her pajamas.
Standing in front of the hand sink, Katherine paused suddenly. Looking at the hickeys on her neck and
collarbone in the mirror, Katherine gritted her teeth.
In this hot summer, how can she hide the hickeys? Wearing a high-collared shirt?
Marshall! This bad guy, he must have done it deliberately.
After washing up, she returned to her room and gave Marshall a call in anger.
Marshall answered the call quickly. Before Katherine spoke, he said first, “Yesterday night, it’s you and
me!”
“I know it. I was very clear yesterday. I am calling to ask whether you are deliberate to leave hickeys on
my neck.”
Marshall exclaimed slightly, “How can I control myself at that situation?”
Katherine blushed for a second.
What bold and blatant remarks!
He had never said such words!
Katherine stammered for a long time, finding no good words to reply him. Fortunately, he quickly
started another topic. “You just got up?”
“Yes.” Said Katherine, then she heard his voice, “You were exhausted last night. You go and find
something to eat.”
With a shock, Katherine almost failed to recall the curse words on the tip of her tongue.
A new personality of Marshall was released last night?
Kathrine directly hung up, without saying a word.
Standing there, she took deep breath for a second, then she threw the cell phone on the bed. Why did
she feel so annoyed?
Rubbing the hair, Katherine felt furious very much.
In fact, she was a little hungry after the sex last night, but she was keener to have a sleep. So she went
downstairs and cooked noodles for herself.
She enjoyed her noodles while reading the financial news, which was about the formal cooperation
between the Grant family and the Henderson family. A cooperation contract was signed today. Old Mr.
Henderson went to the Grant Group and completed the contract thing, as well as Elder Mr. Henderson
and several senior managers.
The financial news was not so popular, so there were few comments. However, the few comments
were all around Marshall and Clara. The comments mentioned that Marshall had been engaged to
Clara before, but he married Katherine in the end.
The comments told one common thing that Clara was a better match to Marshall. From their points,
they were a perfect match in terms of education and background.
Some comments also said that the both families should choose to cooperate with each other in spite of
the subtle relationship between Marshall and Clara. Perhaps the lady and the gentleman still had sort
of crush on each other.
Katherine read the comments while eating the noodles, snorting.
If someone said that these comments had nothing to do with Clara, Katherine definitely distrusted. All
comments told one point was impossible unless someone paid for that.
After reading all comments, Katherine closed the news. Fortunately, this news didn’t attract a lot of
readers, so it played no role in leading public opinions.
After the meal, she lingered in the living room, with mutinous feelings in her chest. But she cannot tell
which one such feelings were against, Marshall or Clara.
After thinking for a while, she went upstairs and got changed. She changed a dress, with a high collar
of lace. However, the hickeys on her neck were so eye-catching that they still can be seen though dimly
covered by the lace.
Katherine then took a taxi to the Grant Group.
When she arrived at the company, it’s about time for lunch. The clerk behind the counter knew
Katherine and greeted her with a smile. The clerk didn’t stop Katherine to the office. Obviously, this
clerk didn’t read the news.
Katherine went out of the elevator, singing, to Marshall’s office.
Marshall was in the office, busy.
Katherine pushed the door open, a little bit awkward. She coughed, “You are busy!”
Stunned, Marshall asked, “Why you come?”
Katherine made an excuse, “I have gone to the dessert store. It’s on my way.”
Marshall put aside the document, “I am a little bit busy now. You first have a seat there.”
Finishing, the door was opened again. Old Mr. Henderson and Clara came in, followed with
Khalid.
After reading all comments, Katherine closed the news. Fortunately, this news didn't attract a lot of
readers, so it played no role in leading public opinions.
After the meal, she lingered in the living room, with mutinous feelings in her chest. But she cannot tell
which one such feelings were against, Marshall or Clara.
After thinking for a while, she went upstairs and got changed. She changed a dress, with a high collar
of lace. However, the hickeys on her neck were so eye-catching that they still can be seen though dimly
covered by the lace.
Katherine then took a taxi to the Grant Group.
When she arrived at the company, it’s about time for lunch. The clerk behind the counter knew
Katherine and greeted her with a smile. The clerk didn’t stop Katherine to the office. Obviously, this
clerk didn’t read the news.
Katherine went out of the elevator, singing, to Marshall's office.
Marshall was in the office, busy.
Katherine pushed the door open, a little bit awkward. She coughed, “You are busy!”
Stunned, Marshall asked, “Why you come?”
Katherine made an excuse, “I have gone to the dessert store. It’s on my way.”
Marshall put aside the document, “! am a little bit busy now. You first have a seat there.”
Finishing, the door was opened again. Old Mr. Henderson and Clara came in, followed with
Khalid.
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