CEO Proposed to His Ex-wife 99 Times

Katherine could not remember how Marshall brought her out of the bar. Her memory welled up after her vomiting. She felt refreshed, and totally sobered. Someone next to her passed her a glass of water, she took it and gargled and then stood up, “God. This feels much better.”

Marshall lit a cigarette and unbuttoned his collar and loosened it up, standing next to her.

His voice was low. “Get in right now if you feel better, I’m leaving.”The cool breeze of the night had soothed the restlessness inside him. But still, he felt kind of uncomfortable.

Katherine was freaked out by his voice. She jumped off the seat. “Marshall? Why are you here?”

Marshall frowned and took a puff. “That guy would be fucking you now if it’s not for me.”

Slowly, Katherine straightened her stance and looked around, finding herself in her apartment.

She gazed at Marshall. “So you were there at the bar too? You took me out of there?”

Marshall stayed silent.

He wanted to ask the chauffeur send Katherine home. After seeing how drunk she was, the chauffeur didn’t know how to carry her into the car.

So Marshall could only drive her home himself.

Katherine was feeling upset again. See? He did celebrate about having the divorce just like she has guessed.

to kick in as her anger flared. She smiled suddenly, and slowly walked towards Marshall and leaned her body

stared right into

complemented with her

in a white shirt and a pair of

as she had never been, Katherine reached out and hooked Marshall’s belt, her voice flirtatious. “You ruined

his eyes darkened. He

inside, have been suppressed by the cold wind,

a deep breath, eyes fixing on

Katherine giggled, “don’t

for a while, then a faint smile flashed

the cigarette and threw it on the floor, holding Katherine’s chin with one hand. “You wanna have a one-night-stand at

Katherine once again was filled with grudging grievance. She loved this man, and had loved him for so long. But she still lost him even though they were

on her toes and pecked on Marshall’s

action as she

his arms. “Great then,” he went, “you

wrapped her arms

deleted his print from the access control system. Marshall spare one

and Marshall got into the room. But at the moment when Marshall was going to