CEO Proposed to His Ex-wife 99 Times novel Chapter 294

Marshall looked at old Mrs. Grant but she didn’t look him back, so he wasn’t able to find what’s hidden in her eyes.

Marshall waited for a while before saying, “Old Mrs. Walters is a friend of Grandma’s, right?”

“Yes, she is. But recently we have had less interaction, as you know, we are getting old and do not like walking around anymore.” Old Mrs. Grant lamented.

Old Mrs. Walters was a bit older than Old Mrs. Grant, her health was naturally not as good as Old Mrs. Grant’s, and she was now almost recuperating at home.

Marshall continued, “Will Grandma be there?”

Old Mrs. Grant laughed, “Of course I’ll be there. I asked you because I want to take you there with me.”

Marshall kept his head down and continued eating, “I’ll check my schedule.”

When he said that, it actually meant he was willing to go.

Old Mrs. Grant smiled, “Well, let me know by then.”

Neither of them spoke next.

Marshall did not eat much, and put down the knife and fork after a while.

When old Mrs. Grant saw this, she also put down her chopsticks, “You can go upstairs when you’re done, I’m gonna rest downstairs for a while.”

Marshall nodded and got up to go out of the dining room.

He slowly made his way back to his room.

He didn’t know why, but he felt tired, for no reason.

But actually, he didn't do anything today.

Marshall walked around in the room for a moment and turned to go out.

This time he went to his father's room.

Khalid was lying on the bed, looking at his cell phone, which looked really very leisurely.

Seeing Marshall, Khalid sat up at once, “What's wrong, something's up?”

Marshall shook his head and went over to sit on the couch at the end of the bed, “I just wanna talk to you for a sec.”

Marshall was never the talking kind of person, so Khalid put the phone down, “What do you want to talk about? Is there something you want to ask me?”

Marshall chuckled with a muffled voice, “Sort of.”

He thought for a moment before speaking, “Is it hard for you to divorce my mother?”

Khalid froze, supposedly not expecting Marshall to ask him this.

He frowned slightly and thought for a moment before saying, “I can’t say that it’s not hard, but not that hard.”

Perhaps his life was somewhat depressing for so many years, so he instead had a feeling of being out of the misery.

He just felt so relieved, like he had finally escaped from suffering.

Marshall thought for a moment, “You and mom, married for almost thirty years, right?”

“Yeah.” Khalid sighed, “Your mother and I have been supported each other for the last thirty years, so I'm not used to it yet after leaving her all of a sudden. But you know your mother, I think this outcome is inevitable. So it’s better we keep it that way.”

Marshall knew what his father meant.

But he just wanted to figure one thing out, “Grandma told me that when you and my mother got married, you didn’t actually like each other.”

Khalid smiled, “Your Grandma does talk to you about everything.”

He didn't know if it was really because he was relaxed or what, he opened up and told Marshall, “The first five years of our marriage were filled with arguments and fights, and it wasn't until five years later that life was peaceful. And I think that we had that connection four or five years after getting married.”

“Four or five years, that long.” Marshall chanted it softly.

“You bet.” Khalid continued, “This may take a little longer than normal. In our time, some people got married, and developed feelings slowly, but your mother and I are the exceptions. Your mother got a not-so-good temper, so it’s really so hard for me to build a good relationship with her.”

After saying that, Khalid laughed uproariously.

He looked like he's really not depressed by the impending divorce in this way.

He looked like he couldn't stop being happy.

Marshall’s expression on his face became serious, slowly frowned.

Khalid looked at him, “What's going on? Why are you suddenly asking me these questions?”

Marshall exhaled a breath of air, “Nothing, just a few things that I can't figure out.”

Khalid looked at Marshall, “You can’t figure out what. Is it about you and Katherine? Or Clara?”

Marshall’s expression was slightly more serious, “Clara?”

Khalid crossed his arms and put them on his lap, “That day you and Clara went to the countryside, the golf course.”

Marshall responded, “Yes, I told you about his before. She then said she had a sample to show me for future supply reference.”

Khalid slowly shook his head, “You still have not experienced enough, so you're not quite sure about the pattern.”

He observed the Henderson family's attitude after that, only then did he figure out that day's events.

Khalid slowly got out of bed and walked over to the window, “You and Clara should not have gone out alone. Whatever the reason, the two of you are not suitable to meet alone.”

After these words, Khalid immediately changed his tone again, “Forget it, things are already like this, it's useless to talk about it now. Don't think too much about it.”

Marshall didn’t want to think about Clara, that matter was in the past and he didn't even want to care about it.

Khalid turned his head to look at Marshall, “You just need to pay more attention to things at work in the future.”

Marshall also stood up, “I know.”

They then said some things on cooperation with the Henderson family, nothing important.

Marshall then left Khalid’s room.

He went back to his room and sat on the edge of his bed, his brow still furrowed.

After a long time, he covered his chest, feeling a little jumpy.

This felt sucked.

It took four or five years for his dad and mom to build a relationship.

He and Katherine only had a year of marriage, and their communication was not much. So they hadn't had time to bond yet.

He knew what kind of person he was.

It may be that after a long time in the business, he was actually very defensive.

He was not a person who can easily develop feelings for people.

But he can’t say that there was no affection between them at all. It's not like these weird sensations were because he's not used to being away from her suddenly.

Marshall exhaled, annoyed, and stood up to get the cigarette case out.

While lighting a cigarette, he sent a message to Peter, mainly asking about his next schedule.

In fact, without asking, he himself also knew the general situation.

Peter was a little surprised but sent over the details anyway.

In fact, he really had nothing important to do.

He thought about it and sent a message to Kyle.

Kyle was playing mahjong inside his clubhouse.

He and three waiters.

Kyle didn’t know if these three people were intentional or really stupid, but he took care of all three of them.

The win was so smooth that he had no fighting spirit at all.

These three people were simply giving everything he lacked.

It's no fun to play.

Kyle received a message from Marshall, so he waved his hand directly and told those three people to get lost.

The three men went out of the booth with gratitude.

It looked like they were desperate for Kyle to release them.

Kyle looked at the message and sent a voice message over, “Yeah, I’m gonna go with my dad. Will you go there too?”