Frances took Katherine for a walk outside after lunch.
They walked cautiously on the side of the road.
Frances asked Katherine how her conversation with Marshall went last night. Katherine answered
helplessly, "Your son is so rascal."
Frances nodded and seemed to agree with that. "I hope he won't pass that to your son."
Katherine couldn't help smiling.
She wanted to tease Frances, but before she could speak, a car pulled over beside them.
Clara's voice came from inside as the car window went down, "Frances, Katherine, what a surprise!"
Clara was wearing sunglasses, and Katherine almost didn't recognize her.
Frances stood by the side of the road. She smiled when she saw Clara, "Clara! I know, right? Are you
out for business?"
"No," She smiled and said, "I need to drop my brother off at school and happened to pass by."
Frances nodded and didn't say anything.
Clara looked at Katherine and said, "I saw Katherine first, and I didn't know you were here, too. I
thought I had the wrong guy."
Frances smiled. "I've been here all the time recently. Come by, and let's hang out if you have time."
Clara nodded. "OK, I'll come and visit you as soon as I'm available. I saw you two taking walks. I'll just
leave you. I got to go now. The company needs me today."
Frances nodded as Clara rolled up the window and drove away.
Clara's expression became sullen as soon as the window blacked her face.
She had seen them from quite afar. She secretly followed them and saw them talking and laughing.
She couldn't believe how close Frances and Katherine had become.
Clara had a reason to feel upset.
She looked down upon Frances because she thought Frances was too simple-minded. She was of no
use to Clara, and there were times that she caused problems for Clara.
However, all in all, she was Marshall's mother. Clara had the reason to feel upset since Frances had
sided with Katherine.
She gritted his teeth and drove home.
Her family was all sitting in the living room. She went upstairs without talking to anyone.
Ryan laughed, "Looks like something has upset her again."
Tomas nodded and said, "She hadn't contacted Marshall recently. I thought she must be waiting for
Marshall's response, but Marshall hadn't made any move yet. He let his assistant deal with business
affairs with Clara. Clara hasn't been in a good mood recently, and she must have encountered
something else when she was out today. I think it might be the same with what happened last time."
Ryan sighed and said, "Clara is a sentimental girl. She's sensitive and could easily be affected."
He heaved a sigh of relief and said, "I want her to help Jacob in our future business, and she wouldn't
be able to do that well alone.
Tomas fell in silence.
Ryan looked at Tomas. He narrowed his eyes and said, "That... we should make a plan on our own."
Tomas pondered and nodded.
Katherine and Frances woke for quite a while before they headed home.
Katherine still wanted to talk about Clara. She said, "Did you see Clara's face? She was smiling, but
she didn't seem happy."
Frances chuckled, "Really? I didn't notice it."
Katherine looked at her and asked, "Just curious... why you and she look like in a quarrel?"
"No," Frances glanced at Katherine and said, "What quarrel? We aren't children anymore! I just feel
that she's no longer the person I knew. She was a bit more complicated than I thought. I'm not
judging... I knew I should've accepted that as human nature, but for me, I just felt she had let me
down."
Katherine nodded. The subject of the conversation seemed to have changed. She said, "Few people
can be as simple as you are. Sometimes I wonder if you know what you're doing."
Frances glared at her. "Hey! Watch your words! Do you want me to teach Marshall a lesson or not?"
Katherine grinned a smile and came over to take Frances's arms. She nagged, "OK, I was wrong!
You're the most complicated person in the world. Happy now?"
That didn't sound good, either. Frances thought about it for quite a while and reluctantly nodded. "I'll
take that as your apology."
When they got home, Marshall was answering the phone. The voice seemed to be Peter.
Judging by Marshall's attitude, their subject seemed severe.
Katherine didn't want to greet him anyway, so she went upstairs.
Marshall looked at Katherine's back and didn't say anything else. He told Peter that they had to discuss
those things in the company, and then they made an appointment there.
As soon as Marshall put the phone down, Frances asked, "Are you heading out?"
Marshall nodded, "I need to take care of something urgent."
Frances nodded and asked, "Will you be home for lunch? We won't wait for you don't come back."
Marshall looked at Frances. Frances's relationship with Katherine had changed, and so had her
attitude towards him.
She used to be the kindest mom in the world. As annoying as she might sometimes be, she had always
been friendly and caring for him like no one else.
But now, she acted as if she was hoping for him not to come back.
Marshall took a deep breath. He leaned to Frances and asked in a low voice, "Tell me the truth. What
on earth is wrong with Katherine?"
Frances sneered and rolled her eyes at him. "Looks at what you've done? Why are you still asking me?
I promised Katherine that I would never leak it to anyone else. Try to figure it on your own, and if you
can't, go to Katherine. You won't get anything from me."
Frances then stood up and was about to go upstairs, but Marshall seized her arms and said, "Since
when did you and Katherine become so close? I thought you were the one hating her most! Is it
because of the baby?"
Frances retracted her hand and uttered, "What? Are you nervous? Are you afraid I'll become how I
used to be after the baby is born? Look at you! Worrying more about your wife than your mother! You
ungrateful brat!"
Just as Marshall was about to explain, Frances continued, "Katherine and I didn't see each other eye to
eye because her family wouldn't do you any good. I liked Clara because she appeared to be beautiful
and well-educated. I thought you two would make a happier couple. Now I admit that I changed my
attitude to Katherine because she was pregnant. Then, after all the time she and I have spent together,
I found Katherine was a sweet girl, too. I was wrong about her. I thought she wouldn't let you go
because she's a gold-digger. Now it seemed that it was you who wouldn't let her go. She had a fast
fuse, but to be honest, she didn't mean to hurt or calculate anyone. Family background aside, she's
quite a good girl. That's why our relationship turned well."
Marshall was relieved and nodded. "I feel glad that you can get along with each other well because that
way, I can live an easier life in the future."
Frances smiled, "Don't get glad just yet. Your future life isn't necessarily to be easier."
She then waved her hand and said, "OK. Just get busy. I'm going upstairs."
Frances walked to the stairs. Marshall thought for a while and said, "I'm going back to the old house
tonight, and I may see Dad. Do you want me to take a message?"
Frances paused and turned over to look at Marshall. "I got nothing to say to him, and I don't want to
say anything to him."
She even smiled, "I've thought what's between us through. We can't ravish ourselves against our will.
Let's just get our own lives straight first."
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