CEO Proposed to His Ex-wife 99 Times
Chapter 307 Confirmation

At the moment, Katherine was confused by his words, "What? What did he ask? Was it because he wanted something from me?"

Kyle sat with his legs crossed, "Nothing special, actually. He just asked me something like how were you doing, what had you been busy with recently and so on. To be honest, I think he's quite being eccentric now, since I have never seen him like this before!"

His idea coincided with that of Katherine. With her eyes popped, Katherine nodded, "Indeed. I'm wondering whether he is being vexed about the money he gave me."

After their divorce, Marshall had given Katherine a tremendous sum of money as compensation, an amount that was totally out of reach for most ordinaries in their lifetimes.

For Katherine, it was quite unbelievable that Marshall would just generously give her that amount and ask for nothing in return. Therefore, she was wondering whether he was regretting his previous decision and want to have it back.

With a puzzled expression on his face, Kyle said, "No, I don't think he is that kind of pathetic miser."

Even though hearing he said so, Katherine still chose to stick to her own opinion, since Marshall was a businessman, and a businessman would never let his money go in vain.

Sitting by the side, Hector gave Katherine a glance and said, "Anyway, even though things have been going better recently, I think Kathy should stay away from Marshall for a while, since no one knows where those paparazzi are, and what they are going to do next."

Clearly, he was reminding Katherine of something.

Katherine nodded in haste and said, "OK, I know, Hector. I'll keep that in mind."

She thought what Hector said did make sense.

She spent her whole day at Kyle'place, and didn't leave until she had dinner.

Before she left, Kyle once again reminded Katherine, "Hey, Kathy! Don't forget about the birthday party tomorrow!"

Katherine nodded, "Don't worry, I'll be there on time."

The birthday party of Old Mrs. Walters was tomorrow.

order to show everyone the best of herself at the party, she had even called a dresser for door-to-door service to dress her up, since possibly there would be many distinguished dignitaries attending the parties.

Afterwards, Katherine caught a taxi and left. Originally, Kyle meant to drive her back to her place, but Katherine refused his proposal, since he would possibly find an excuse to stay in her house after they arrived, and not leave until he was satisfied.

The only thing she wanted for the moment was to take a good rest.

Without any reluctance, Kyle made a concession and watched her leave.

Along her way back home, she felt that her tiredness was swallowing her bit by bit.

Getting out of the car, she waved to bid farewell to the driver, and stepped into the front yard of her house.

It was dark inside. As she got into her house, Katherine turned on the lights, and found that everything was as usual.

Then, she went straight to the kitchen, got herself a bottle of water and then hobbled upstairs.

Nothing was seemingly wrong when she came to her bedroom's door.

However, as she turned on the bedroom's lights, she was frightened to see a man standing by the window.

The man didn't hide nor escape. He just simply turned around, looked at her and frowned, "Guess what? I have been standing by the window all along. Next time, you'd better look up and check inside the bedroom through the window before you step into the door."

Standing there, Katherine panted for a while, and threw at Marshall with the bottle of water, "You've fucking scared me, asshole! Why the fuck are you in my house?"

The bottle of water missed its target, and brushed past Marshall.

Frowning, Marshall leaned on the windowsill and stared at Katherine.

His manner of frowning really annoyed Katherine. Just now, he terrified her by showing up in her house without noticing her in advance, and now, he was putting a weird face against her, as if something was bewildering him.

'He is really being outrageous.' Katherine thought.

Then, she stepped inside, walked straight towards Marshall and struck out at him with her fist. However, she failed, as Marshall stopped her by catching her wrist.

He caught her wrist and drew her into his embrace gently.

With her teeth gritted, Katherine was on the edge of losing her mind, and raised the other hand to thump on Marshall's body.

With a few blows hit on his body, Marshall slightly raised his chin and still frowned at Katherine.

Katherine continued with rage, "You want your money back, don't you? I guess you regret giving me that amount of money, huh? If you want it, then just say it, and I will give that shit back to you!" Marshall exhaled, and caught the other hand of Katherine.

Bursting into extreme anger, Katherine raised her leg, and was about to strike Marshall's crotch with her knee.

Marshall meant to let her just vent her wrath until she calmed down, but what Katherine was trying to do next really irritated him.

He stood firm, and raised his leg too to defend Katherine's attack.

With a few rounds of pushing and shoving, they both slumped to the bed at the end.

Naturally enough, Katherine was pressed on the bed by Marshall.

Marshall pinned Katherine's hands to the bed and looked down at her, "You're really trying to hit me hard, aren't you?"

"Not as hard as how you freaked me out, asshole!" Katherine said with loathing.

As she said so, she suddenly realized that the whole body of Marshall was pressed on that of her.

Flushed, Katherine shouted, "You are not allowed to enter my house, you shameless bastard! Get off me and let me go, or I will call the police!"

Yelling and trying to struggle out of his embrace, Katherine failed to push him away.

Marshall was still silently looking down at Katherine, with a sullen look on his face.

After a long while of shouting and struggling, Katherine got shattered, while still failing to get herself out.

Panting, she asked, "What's wrong with you, Marshall?"

Scowling at Katherine, Marshall hesitated for a moment, and then said, "You're not so much better."

Katherine dumbfounded for a second, and then broke out into curses, "Seriously? Mocking me? Is that why you broke into my house and freaked me off for? Guess what, Marshall? Fuck you! Whether I'm good or not is totally my own fucking business, and it has nothing to do with you! Get the hell off me, asshole, you are choking me, you god damn..."

As she was about to continue, she was stopped by Marshall, who pressed his lips on hers.

She was stunned by the unexpected kiss, which made her fail to either breath smoothly or think clearly.

The kiss didn't last long. After a few seconds, Marshall raised himself on his arms and said, "Indeed, you're not so much better."

Goggling at Marshall with anger and shame, Katherine uncontrollably thumped and kicked at Marshall's body, "How dare you, you shameless pervert! Get the fuck out of my house, now! Who the hell do you think you are?"

This time, Marshall let go of her.

He turned over to the other side, sat by the bed and gently stroked his own lips.

After all this, Katherine was stressed out. Lying on the bed, she took a break for a while, and then suddenly jumped up from the bed to pounce on Marshall.

Without any resistance, he was flung by Katherine onto the bed.

Katherine straddled Marshall's body, clutched his neck hard and growled, "You're not going to get away now! Die here, asshole!"

However, she was too weak to pose any threat to Marshall.

Ignoring Katherine's hands on his neck, Marshall moved his hands to her waist and gave it a pinch.

He knew clearly where Katherine's weak spots were.

As strength was added to his hands, Katherine uncontrollably burst into laughter and fell down from Marshall's body.

She could never endure anyone tickling her waist.

Katherine fell down to the bed, flinched aside and continued with a livid face, "Tell me, what brings you here tonight?"

Marshall stood up and tidied up his collar, "I'm here to confirm something."

Without pointing out what he exactly wanted to confirm, he continued, "By the way, remember to double lock the window of your bedroom. Otherwise, it would be easy for any man capable of climbing to get in the house."

Katherine turned to the window, and said, "But it is second floor!"

Then, Marshall turned to her, with his face returning to solemnity as it once did.

However, a few seconds afterwards, his eyes shifted from Katherine's face to her lips.