Katherine had no interest in watching these people play some sort of language game and squabble
here. It was meaningless.
She didn’t even want to talk to Marshall now, let alone Lydia.
But Old Mrs. Grant clung to her hands and talked a lot to compliment her.
Carson who was sitting aside realized that Lydia had made his mother displeased so he chimed in with
Old Mrs. Grant.
Marshall was next to Katherine and hadn’t spoken a word.
Katherine noticed something. She looked down at his hand and found that he had somehow dug out
their previous wedding ring and put it on.
She looked up at his face. It appeared that he was truly happy about their remarriage and wanted to be
with her.
She touched his hand and held hands tightly with him.
Katherine said nothing but Marshall understood what she wanted to say.
The subject then switched to the two children of Ronnie Grant， gramdma Grant's third son.
They had both been abroad and it was uncertain when they would come back.
Old Mrs. Grant sighed, “Neither of them seems to be worried about getting married and having babies.
It is I who am anxious instead.”
Ronnie laughed. He said, “It’s the same with me, Mother. But I can pretend unconcerned as I know it’s
no good pressing them. Young people always have their own ideas, different from parents’.”
Old Mrs. Grant nodded. “It’s probably for the best,” and then she said, “Find some time to visit your
father’s grave and tell him about this thing to cheer him up.”
When it came to Old Mr. Grant, the subject became solemn.
Katherine also thought of her grandfather.
Old Mr. Jordan liked children and had been nice to all the kids in the village. If he were alive, he would
be very happy.
Katherine was a little depressed and until dinner, her mood didn’t improve. She shouldn’t think of the
past because her emotion was easily impressionable.
After everyone was seated, Old Mrs. Grant was joyful and said that thanks to Katherine, they could
gather together. And she expressed her gratitude again.
Marshall nipped Katherine’s fingers and beamed in a low voice. His joy was genuine and apparent.
Katherine had slept for too long, and hence she felt a little tired and droopy. All the family members
were talking about some family matters. Only she didn’t utter a word.
Marshall was worried about her so he turned to ask her, “What’s wrong? Are you all right?”
Katherine shook her head. “I feel a little tired. Perhaps I got too much sleep.”
Marshall touched her hair and said, “Well, let’s get this meal finished and then we can take a walk
outside.”
“All right.”
Lucas cast a glance at them and soon looked away.
Katherine ate little but fast and she seldom spoke.
Marshall gobbled up his food to catch up with her and finished quickly. He stood up first with Katherine.
Katherine didn’t speak. So Marshall excused themselves and explained to other people that they
needed to go out for a walk as Katherine had got too much sleep and didn’t feel well.
Other family members all understood her.
Old Mrs. Grant said, “Go on. Walking is good for you. We are family and you don’t have to care about
etiquette. Remember to take a rest after the walk. We don’t need you here now. Just take good care of
yourselves.”
Since she said so, Marshall held Katherine’s hands immediately and left the dining room.
It was not so noisy outside as inside. Katherine felt much better.
They two walked slowly towards the back yard.
Marshall thought for a moment and asked her, “Do you want to walk about the bamboo grove on the
mountain?”
Katherine glimpsed at the grove and said, “OK.” She appeared to be interested in nothing.
Marshall sighed and took her hands, going out of the back yard.
Katherine was so obviously pregnant that Marshall had to support her with his hands all the way,
walking slowly.
But they stopped halfway and didn’t make it to the bamboo grove. Because Marshall worried that
Katherine would be stressed out.
He patted her back and said, “I think it’s enough. We can stay here.”
The view up there was actually the same as that they could see here.
They stood halfway up the mountain and looked to the Grant Residence. The road lamps went on and
the lights pictured a beautiful night scene.
There was a light breeze in the grove and it was a bit cold. Katherine went closer to Marshall and
squeezed into his arms.
Marshall was happy because she had seldom got so close to him. Thus he held her in arms tightly. He
lowered his head and kissed her cheek.
“Are you cold?”
Katherine didn’t dodge but turned around. She kissed his lips and smiled.
“Not any more now.”
Marshall was a person that would easily feel content. When seeing Katherine’s smile, he felt fulfilled.
His struggle and sorrow before suddenly faded away.
They stood here enjoying the night view. After a while, Marshall’s cellphone rang.
He put one hand around Katherine and took out the phone with the other hand.
It was a message from Clara.
Marshall had actually read her previous messages. What he had said on the phone was on purpose to
displease her. And he didn’t truly want her tickets.
He could buy cinema tickets himself if he wanted so there was no need to get two from her at all.
Clara asked in the message if it was convenient for her to come over to give him the tickets.
Marshall wanted to ignore her but Katherine took a glance at it and said, “If you don’t want to hear from
her, you should let her know. Ignoring her couldn’t solve the problem.”
Marshall was obedient to Katherine. So he replied to Clara that he was too tired to see the movie today
and asked her to keep the tickets herself.
Clara didn’t send him messages any more. She probably got his meaning.
Katherine turned to hold on to Marshall’s waist and leaned her cheek against his chest.
“Aren’t you cooperating with her? Not worried about offending her?” she asked in a muffled voice.
Marshal did not regard his deal with Clara as a cooperation. Even if she didn’t provide the information,
he could find it out himself.
Clara had her invalid intention so it was of her own accord.
As Marshall saw it, it was not a cooperation but that Clara wanted something from him. Therefore, he
didn’t care if he would offend her.
He gave a kiss on Katherine’s forehead. “Don’t worry. I know you don’t like her and I don’t need to get
along with her.”
Katherine grinned and looked to him.
“How do you know I dislike her? I thought you knew nothing.”
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