The rest of the people present were all astonished to hear what Old Mrs. Grant said.
Cora turned pale instantly. If a woman at her age didn’t understand the true meaning of Old Mrs.
Grant’s words, she had lived in vain.
Frances was amazed that Old Mrs. Grant should discourage Cora. She had always believed that Old
Mrs. Grant preferred women of Cora’s kind. Truly, she was divorced, but if Khalid, a middle-aged man,
married a young girl, the Grant family would become the laughingstock of the whole city. Besides,
Khalid was never the type of man who would marry a woman of his daughter’s age.
Katherine recovered herself and smiled, "You’re so right, grandma. If one has a sense of propriety, they
should keep an appropriate distance from people they know."
Old Mrs. Grant grinned, just because Katherine called her "grandma".
Cora’s lips compressed into a thin line, and she agreed with Katherine after a long pause.
Katherine could tell Cora was embarrassed, feeling a little sympathetic to her at the same time. After
all, she did nothing wrong but loved a man, and shouldn’t have been put on the spot. The problem was
she overdid it. If no one discouraged her, she might go even further. It was quite possible that Khalid,
who always played a passive role in a relationship, would fall for a woman who was so proactive. And
probably, Old Mrs. Grant had been aware of it too.
Old Mrs. Grant was already tired after getting back from the garden, and now she felt exhausted after
chatting with Cora.
Katherine rose to her feet. "Let me help you into your room, grandma."
Old Mrs. Grant nodded. "Alright. You guys may not believe it, but I’m exhausted. I’d better go."
Katherine cast a look at Frances as she helped Old Mrs. Grant up to her room, while Frances
happened to glance at her. The moment their gaze met, they looked away, and Katherine was
immediately aware that Frances already knew what to do.
Since Old Mrs. Grant walked slowly, Katherine slowed down as well. As the two of them made for Old
Mrs. Grant’s room, Katherine sighed, "Seems that Ms. Willis really loves Mr. Grant."
Old Mrs. Grant said, "Yeah, you also realized that."
Katherine chuckled. "It’s so obvious."
Old Mrs. Grant nodded and sighed, "Actually, she’s a good woman, but I can’t just let it go after what
happened between Khalid and her back then. She left him, and I feel upset every time I think of it."
"I see." Katherine didn’t know the history between Khalid and Cora, so she didn’t leave right away after
she sent Old Mrs. Grant into her room. Instead, she helped her to bed and and went on, "If Mr. Grant
knows how we’ve treated Ms. Willis today, will he think we poke our nose into his business and thus get
angry? And…"
Katherine hesitated, "… What if he actually loves Ms. Willis?"
Old Mrs. Grant laughed and threw a glance at Katherine. "What are you trying to get from me? Just
speak it out."
Katherine giggled. "I’m not trying to get anything from you, but curious about Mr. Grant’s stand on this.
He’s too reserved to read."
Old Mrs. Grant thought for a while and replied, "You’re right. He is reserved, but I think his stand is
quite obvious this time."
For instance, when he came back with Marshall today, he followed Marshall upstairs after a short
hesitation. Apparently, he searched the second floor for Frances and didn’t find her, but he was too shy
to ask. Old Mrs. Grant, nevertheless, saw everything.
Later, he came downstairs and was too embarrassed to ask Old Mrs. Grant about Frances directly, so
he started to complain that Frances was fussy about the place she lived and that she might not get
used to the bed here and so on. He meant, in a word, that Frances would never become accustomed
to any other room.
Old Mrs. Grant simply ignored Khalid, but she knew what he was thinking about. However, since they
had already got divorced, Frances couldn’t live in the same room with him because their case was
different from Katherine and Marshall’s.
Katherine said after some consideration, "I also thought it was obvious before, but I’m confused since
Ms. Willis came."
No one expected Cora to be so proactive. Did she have any other interactions with Khalid in private?
Old Mrs. Grant was worn out. She closed her eyes and sighed, "It did’t occur to me that Khalid would
meet with the same fate as Marshall’s."
Katherine stared at Old Mrs. Grant for a while before she got up and left the room. She didn’t go down
to the living room since that was Frances’ battlefield, and Frances shouldn’t be interrupted now.
Therefore, Katherine went back to her room and played with her phone in bed.
Katherine saw an unread message from Hector, who just told her that he was about to get the job done
and wanted to see her after he came back.
In fact, he didn’t have to say that. They were good friends, and of course she would celebrate his
success.
Katherine stared at the screen for a moment and finally, she chose not to reply. She put down the
phone and lay against the headboard, as if in a trance.
Hector was a good man, and life must be good with him. Hector was much warmer than Marshall, and
correspondingly, living with him must be more relaxed.
But one could never control their emotions. No matter how good Hector was, she was unable to have
romantic feelings for him.
Thinking so, Katherine gradually became drowsy. But before she could fall asleep, someone knocked
on the door.
The next moment, Frances pushed the door open and came in.
Squinting her eyes, Katherine asked, "Is Ms. Willis gone?"
Frances came over to Katherine’s bed and sat down. "Yes. Actually, we didn’t talk about anything
serious, and it turned out that she didn’t really know we moved back. So what do you think she came
here for?"
"What else could it be?" Katherine turned to Frances and said, "Since she likes your ex-husband, she
naturally intends to infiltrate into the Grant family little by little, and the first thing she would do is keep
in with the other family members."
Frances frowned. "She’s such a bold woman. If it were me, I couldn’t have done that. It’s so
embarrassing."
Katherine chuckled. "Old Mrs. Grant was defending you just now."
Frances nodded, thought for a moment and lay down too. "I was surprised. I thought she didn’t like
me."
Katherine replied, "It’s true that you weren’t a pleasant person before, but now you’re pretty kind. The
past is past, and don’t bother yourself with it anymore."
What was she bothering herself with? Frances had no idea either. She had used to be an ignorant
woman.
Katherine was drowsy. She mumbled for a little while before falling asleep.
Lying in bed, Frances pondered and fell asleep too.
The two of them didn’t wake up until the night fell.
Old Mrs. Grant had long woken up. She couldn’t help having the maid ask Katherine and Frances to
join her after having tea and listening to the music in the living room alone for some time.
The maid replied a while later, "They are both sleeping, so I didn’t wake them up."
Old Mrs. Grant smiled. "Alright, let them sleep. The house was never so quiet when the two lived here
before."
Back when they lived under the same roof, Frances always picked on Katherine and the house was in
pandemonium all the time. But now, it was more quiet, as well as peaceful.
After some time, Marshall and Khalid came back. Different from before, Marshall came home in time
now, while Khalid didn’t work overtime either.
Old Mrs. Grant laughed despite herself upon seeing the two of them coming into the house.
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