Chapter 21 He Had a Fiancee
Chapter 21 He Had a Fiancee
Silence hung heavily in the ward for a long time since Peter left. NôvelDrama.Org holds this content.
Katherine didn’t feel like talking, while Marshall is always a man of few words.
Katherine took her phone out and scrolled over some entertainment news. In the end, she found it hard to continue on reading. If he hadn’t come, she would not be fidgeting. But now that he did, she got even more anxious.
She had mixed feelings. This situation really upset her and made her recall the days before she got divorced that she always longed for his return every day. But when he came back, Katherine acted as if she couldn’t care less.
In fact, this was a horrible feeling.
After turning things over in her mind, she put her phone down. "Thank you for saving me last night."
Marshall glanced at Katherine. “It doesn’t matter who it was, I would have done the same.”
Katherine nodded. "Even so, I still want to thank you. I…"
Before Katherine could finish her word, Marshall’s phone rang.
Marshall took out his phone, looked at the screen and stoop up. “You’d better have a good rest. I gotta take this."
Katherine grunted and looked outside. The moment Marshall walked out of the ward, Katherine looked back.
She thought for a moment, got out of the bed and walked up to the doorstep.
The door was ajar, and Marshall was answering the phone next door.
Katherine couldn’t hear anything from the other end of the line but Marshall’s clear voice.
Marshall said, "Yeah, I have to spend another few days here. Something happened out of the blue."
Katherine didn’t know what the caller said, but Marshall sounded curious, "Clara? Let’s talk about it when I get back."
Katherine froze. Although she hadn’t met Clara before, she had heard the name "Clara" frequently.
Back when Katherine was still a member of the Grant Family, many people have mentioned Clara when they gossiped about her. Katherine knew that Marshal would have married Clara if she hadn’t married him. Clara was Marshall’s fiancee. One could credibly describe the situation as Katherine stepped in and took Marshall away from Clara. It was at Mr. Henderson’s insistence that Marshall called off the engagement with Clara and married her.
After thinking about it, Katherine looked down and turned back to bed. Facts have proved that holding a wedding was not a reliable way to dispel the doom. It could never keep the thing she stole from someone else. Now, Katherine lost the thing she stole.
After that, Marshall seemed to have made contact with Clara again.
What a…
It’s ridiculous. Not the situation but herself.
From the beginning to the end, she was acting like a clown.
It was a long phone call for Marshall. When he came into the ward again, Katherine had already lain down and seemed asleep. Her eyes were shut and her breathing stable.
Marshall paused, walked quietly to the sofa and sat down.
Actually, Katherine wasn’t asleep because she didn’t feel sleepy at all.
She merely felt she had nothing to talk with Marshall. If it was in the past, Katherine would be delighted at such an opportunity to be alone with Marshall.
Marshall was too busy. Besides, he hadn’t taken her too seriously. So he had hardly keep her company.
Katherine has yearned for this day and night for two of them in a same room together. After they got a divorce, she finally had such an opportunity.
But alas, everything changed.. Katherine sighed silently and turned over to have her back on Marshall.
Oblivious to what she was thinking, Marshall scrolled through the itinerary on his phone. After skimming through it, he looked up at Katherine and frowned..
He had waited here for a long time before Peter came back. Peter indeed brought the food. He didn’t lie. However, once Peter came in and saw the scene, he put on a long face immediately.
He put the food on the side table, pointed at Katherine and asked Marshall, "When did Kathy fall asleep?"
Leaning back to the sofa, Marshal also shut his eyes and rest, "Since you went out."
Peter turned and stared at Katherine’s back with disappointment.