While Katherine was in her sleep, someone went to bed and pressed his body against hers. Her first
reaction was to hold him, but then she woke up and turned her back to Marshall.
Marshall held her from behind and whispered, "Katherine, I can’t take it anymore."
Katherine didn’t know what he meant, remained quiet.
Marshall sounded depressed. "Now we are in bed, yet I can do nothing to you. You know, most men
can’t take it."
Now Katherine understood what Marshall wanted to do. She said in a sleepy voice, but very clearly,
"You can get the fuck out of this room."
Marshall went silent at once, behaving himself.
However, Katherine found it hard to go to sleep again, her mind in a trance.
Recently, Marshall had been by her side and not gone to any parties, so he must be having a hard time
controlling his desire.
Katherine thought of the news she had read last time that Marshall left a nightclub with a woman. She
breathed a sigh, feeling upset.
When the news first came out, she was calm. However, the more she thought about it now, the more
upset she got. Therefore, she threw away the arm around her waist and growled, "Don’t touch me."
Marshall had no idea what was going on and asked in surprise, "Well? What happened?"
Katherine distanced herself from his arms. "I don’t want you to touch me. Keep away from me."
Marshall got her wrong. In his view, Katherine knew he was having a hard time suppressing his desire,
so she distanced herself from him to help him cool off.
Marshall smiled and lay flat on his back. "It’s alright. I can control myself. It’s been so long, and another
month or two is no problem to me."
Katherine didn’t say anything, but closed her eyes and took a few deep breaths, making herself fall
asleep again.
Marshall waited for a while. It was when Katherine was almost asleep that he got close to her again.
This time, he acted very lightly, and took her in his arms.
In a trance, Katherine didn’t wrench herself free this time, but frowned and put up with it.
The next morning, she was woken up by the vibration of her phone.
Katherine fumbled for her phone on the nightstand, grabbed it, and looked at the caller ID, almost
flinging the phone away.
Who would call so early in the morning?
She hung up and stuffed it under her pillow. However, her phone started to vibrate again soon after.
Marshall turned around and looked at Katherine. "Who’s calling?"
"Nobody," grumbled Katherine.
Marshall thought for a moment and pulled her phone out from under the pillow.
He saw a strange number.
Seeing that, Katherine simply frowned and didn’t stop him.
Marshall stared at the screen for a while and answered the call.
Before he could say anything, a voice came from the other end of the line. "Katherine, your little sister
wants to say something to you. I know it’s pretty early and I may disturb your sleep, but your sister kept
pestering me to call you, and I had no choice. Have you got up now?"
Marshall knew who was calling without even asking. He held the phone with the other hand and kept
on listening.
Hearing that Katherine didn’t answer her, the voice on the other end of the line wasn’t discouraged and
continued, "Katherine, your sister wants to sing a song to you. She always tells me that she wants to
see you and sing a song to you."
After that, the female voice turned away from the phone. "Come on, your sister is listening. Come over
here and sing a song."
It seemed that the "little sister" wasn’t willing to sing a song, and no sound had been made for a while.
Then the female voice whispered something, but it couldn’t be heard clearly. With that, a girl’s voice
came and called flatly, "Sister."
Katherine heard everything from aside. She turned her back to him and pulled the covers over her
head.
Marshall looked at Katherine, heaving a sigh helplessly.
At this moment, the girl’s voice started to sing. Even if she was singing from the other end of the line,
Marshall could tell that girl wasn’t happy at all. Her singing was quite unpleasant too.
The girl stopped singing after a little while, asking, "Are you listening, sister?"
Of course no one answered her. The girl said after a pause, "There’s no sound there, and she can’t be
listening. I won’t sing again."
The little girl was grumbling. After that, the woman beside said in a low voice, "Come on! That’s your
sister. She’s listening. Keep on singing, and she’ll speak."
Apparently, that girl didn’t want to sing and made no sound. Then came the noise of a slight altercation.
Marshall hung up, turned over and took Katherine in his arms. He thought of Reuben. Seemingly, he
had plotted together with his ex-wife.
Since Reuben failed to play up to Katherine, his ex-wife started to play "the sister card".
Marshall breathed a sigh, thinking of the scenes he had watched while in Katherine’s hometown. He
wondered how that couple could have been so ruthless as to leave the old man and the little girl alone
in such a deplorable condition back then.
Marshall thought a moment and said, "The village head called me yesterday, saying that the road
construction has already begun."
He smiled and went on, "In order to cut down their expenditures, everyone at home goes to help,
including the elderly and the children. They help load and unload. Some people cook and send food to
the builders at the entrance of the village to gain more break time for them. Katherine, the villagers are
doing great."
After a while, Katherine threw back the covers for a breath of fresh air and said in a low voice, "The
villagers are so honest, and my grandfather is so kind, but how come those two scums are his son and
daughter-in-law? I feel sorry for my grandfather."
Marshall stroked her head and comforted her. "Don’t think about these anymore. Fortunately, those two
people have nothing to do with us now. We’ll just live our own lives from now on."
Katherine pressed her lips together, saying nothing.
Marshall rested for a while before he got up because he had to go to work.
He stroked Katherine’s hair again. "Go back to sleep. When you wake up, don’t forget to have some
food."
Katherine didn’t want to move at all. She turned over and shut her eyes.
Marshall washed up, kissed her on the forehead and left. He went downstairs into the dining room, and
breakfast was ready.
He grabbed a piece of toast, thought for a while and took out his phone, calling one of his men. As
soon as the call was answered, he told him, "Look into a number for me and find out where the caller is
now. I want the general information."
After making the phone call, Marshall sent the number to his man before having breakfast with ease.
When he drove off, Katherine heard the noise. She let out a sigh, feeling depressed. After a while, she
received a text message. She glanced at it and deleted it right away.
Now that Reuben had disappeared, his ex-wife came on stage. These two shouldn’t have divorced at
all. They were a match made in heaven. Both of them had no shame at all.
Katherine turned off her phone and tried to make herself sleep again, but failed. She got up, washed up
and went downstairs.
Meanwhile, Frances was having breakfast. She greeted Katherine at the sight of her, "Come on! I was
thinking about bringing the food into your room so that you can eat in your bed. Come on over here."
Katherine went over and looked at the food on the table. "I want to check on the shop today. Come with
me."
It had been some time since Katherine had been to her shop, and she felt guilty having Margaret look
after it alone.
Frances thought for a moment and nodded. "Alright, I’ll come with you."
Katherine picked up the spoon, looked over the table and finally chose the porridge, because it was
less likely for her to feel sick when she had liquid food.
After breakfast, she and Frances got themselves ready soon and left for the shop.
Besides Margaret, Eden was also in the shop. The two of them were busy serving the customers, and
seemingly, they had quite a good relationship.
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