CEO Proposed to His Ex-wife 99 Times novel Chapter 277

The lame excuse and lame acting made Katherine almost break into laughter.

“Really? Guess I’ll hang up then.”

“Wait,” said Marshall hastily.

“What?”

Biting his lips, Marshall replied after a while. “What were you doing just now?”

“Taking a shower. Why?” asked Katherine, not knowing what Marshall wanted.

Marshall replied after some pause. “Nothing. Bye.”

And then he hung up.

Katherine clutched her phone and blinked. What the hell was that? What was happening? What did this guy want?

Katherine put down the phone and lay down after turning off the light. But she couldn’t sleep, not when she’d had plenty of sleep during the day.

She tossed and turned in bed only to get more and more clearheaded. Finally, she decided to grab her phone and browse the Internet.

That was when she came upon the statement from the Hendersons, which was decidedly devoid of substance. Then she read the comment section, which consisted of mostly attacks on Clara. Among them were a couple of posts saying that Clara and Marshall were meant for each other, but those comments were refuted mercilessly.

Katherine found the Henderson statement unwise. If they didn’t want to identify Clara and Marshall to be just friends, they could have remained completely silent. Instead, they came up with this vaguely worded statement which was prone to misinterpretation.

The Hendersons had issued this statement alone, claiming that they’d give no further explanation on this matter. But as a matter of fact, their existing explanation was already redundant.

Katherine kept browsing, but the rest of the news reports were basically the same.

Earlier that day, Rosalie Haverford had texted Kyle instructions on what Katherine should say if she wanted to say something. Instead of a template, Rosalie had told her the aspects she should focus on in order to defend Marshall.

Musing on it for a while, Katherine started drafting her statement, which was mostly an explanation of what had happened between her and Marshall.

She referenced the statement of the Grants before writing down her own thoughts. Mentioning Clara zero times, she simply spoke about the reasons for her failed marriage to Marshall. She spoke about how they were from entirely different worlds, and how she’d been happy at times during the past year of marriage, but she’d been in agony more. She also mentioned how it was impossible for her to fit into the Grants’ way of life, that she wanted more freedom, and that divorce was a decision she made after a lot of discussions with Marshall, as they were sure that it would benefit them both.

As she was typing out the words, Katherine was reminded of the day she signed her divorce papers. She felt a slight pang of sadness in her chest.

Checking and rechecking the statement, she found no misspellings or grammatical errors, so she sent it out.

It being her first time to release a statement, she was a bit nervous, unsure if anyone would even read this thing.

Taking a deep breath, Katherine sat on the bed and looked out of the window, faintly dazed.

Marshall was woken up by a call from Peter Richardson. It was still early, and Marshall’s mind was foggy from falling asleep very late the night before, so he picked up the phone rather peevishly. “What?” he snapped.

Peter was hasty in his response. “Check your phone. Kathy released a statement last night.”

Laughing a little, Marshall asked, “It wasn’t a personal attack on me, I hope?”

“No, of course not!” replied Peter, “she made explanations in your favor. It’s just that I don’t know whether the tide will turn for you today.”

“Alright,” said Marshall as he sat up against the headboard, “I’ll see for myself.”

He hung up the phone to browse the Internet. The statement had been recommended to him before he even searched for it.

At the end of the day, Katherine was kind. Like Marshall had said before, she was a “paper tiger” – in this case, a gentle soul disguised in a menacing exterior.

Reading through the statement several times, Marshall was convinced that it wasn’t written just to defend him; instead, a lot of it must have been what Katherine had genuinely meant to say.

In the statement, she said that she’d been unhappy living with the Grants and that she couldn’t fit in. She said that being as inexperienced as she was, she had always felt insecure and flustered every time she had to accompany Marshall to fancy occasions.

These, Marshall reasoned, must have been exactly what she’d been yearning to say.

Under the statement, commentors commiserated with her on her story. A village girl married into a rich family out of dumb luck, only to find that it was a world to which she didn’t belong. As a result, she had to be extra careful as she walked on thin ice.

Katherine’s statement was humbled and down to earth, in which she made no attempt at covering up her upbringing. She was very blunt about her family background, education, and experience, which were inferior to Marshall’s, and the openness with which she spoke earned her a lot of admiration on the Internet.

After reading the statement, Marshall knew that even if the tide didn’t turn entirely in his favor, he had still been immensely helped by it.

Marshall put down his phone to wash up and walk downstairs, where Mr. Grant already was.

Stepping on the staircase, Marshall could hear Grandma Grant’s voice. “Kathy is very kind. The fact that she did this after Frances confronted her – your father once said that she was a good kid, and she is indeed.”

That would mean that they knew about the statement.

Marshall walked in. “Grandma.”

Grandma Grant stood up when she saw him. “Do you know about the statement, Marshall?”

Nodding, Marshall replied, “Peter told me about it this morning.”

“Okay,” said Grandma Grant, “I’m thinking that I’ll pay her a visit today. We should thank her for this, after all.”

Marshall didn’t object. “We really should. Whether her statement will help us or not, I’m grateful to her.”

Smiling, Grandma Grant grabbed Marshall’s hand and caressed it. “My boy…”

She’d said that Marshall would be at a disadvantage when it came to emotional affairs. Now it looked like he already was.

Unsure what she meant, Marshall smiled. “Do you want me to come along?”

“No, no. I’ll go by myself,” said Grandma Grant, waving a hand, since Marshall’s presence would prevent her from saying everything she wanted to say to Katherine.

Marshall nodded. “Very well, then. I’ll get the chauffeur ready.”

Standing up, Mr. Grant asked, “Breakfast, shall we?”

When Katherine woke up, unread messages and missed calls flooded her phone the moment she turned it on, much like the last time.

And Katherine already knew what they’d be about without having to read them. So she ignored them and went into the bathroom. The phone had quieted down when she walked out.

Checking the messages from Hector, Kyle, Margaret and Peter etc., Katherine found them all to be about the statement. She didn’t reply, but walked downstairs with her phone.

After a simple breakfast, Katherine lay on the yoga mat and stared at the chandelier.

Before she came to the city, she always had endless tasks every day. At that time, she often wondered how nice it would be if she could just lie there quietly with no tasks. Now, that wish had been granted to her, only for her to realize that lying quietly was actually kind of boring.

But she didn’t get to lie there for long.

A car pulled over in front of the gate, and Katherine sat up with a stir.

She couldn’t help but imagine it was Mrs. Grant coming back for round two, after having been humiliated here. But when she saw the woman exiting the car, she began to frown.

Grandma Grant was walking towards the door. Katherine paused for a second before she turned around and jogged upstairs.