CEO Proposed to His Ex-wife 99 Times
Chapter 322 What A Coincidence

After a while, Katherine inquired, "What did he ask about?"

Turning to look at her, Kyle answered, "He asked about how your relationship with Hector was, whether you were seeing each other a lot, whether you were nice to Hector, etc. etc. I wonder, though, why he didn't ask about your relationship with me. Don't the two of us look closer than you and Hex?"

"Exactly," said Katherine as she turned her gaze away, "you never know with that guy what he's thinking about."

The car pulled over in front of a small yard in the suburbs, from which came loud noises of people yelling and screaming. As such, Kyle didn't allow Katherine to exit the car. Instead, the two of them rolled down the window and inspected the yard from inside the car.

The gate to the yard was open, and what was happening was ready to be seen. Patrick and Alexis were inside, in addition to a couple of women. The women, apparently a team, were pointing a finger in Alexis' face while they screamed at her, their language extremely vulgar. Judging by their looks, it seemed like a physical fight had already happened.

"What's this about?" asked Katherine, frowning.

Kyle grinned. "Well, Alexis went clubbing last night and, maybe it was the excessive alcohol or maybe it was the nice ambiance, but anyway, she ended up getting here with some guy. This morning, she was caught by that guy's girlfriend, and ooh - let's just say that what happened next wasn't a pretty sight. See how disheveled these people look? You missed the fights that broke out earlier - what a pity." "You did this?" asked Katherine, "nice! I didn't expect this from you."

Kyle chuckled. "Alexis isn't a hard target to set up, so this just needed a little planning, et voilà!" Taking out his phone, he said, "I've got plenty of stock in here."

Katherine knew full well what he meant, so she smirked. "That's not very nice of you, is it?"

"Nope," said Kyle in all honesty, "I am a petty and vengeful dude, so don't nobody come messing with me."

Inside the yard, another physical fight broke out after the screaming continued for a bit. Patrick Bennett, though able to help Alexis to a certain degree, couldn't handle several angry women at once. Currently, his hair was all unkempt and his clothes were torn. At his side, Alexis wasn't looking much better herself.

Katherine faced away from them. "They are just like the women from my village when they fight. Nothing new to see here."

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw a car driving towards the yard. The doors to the car opened before it could properly come to a stop, and a group of people rushed out and headed straight for the yard.

Initially, Katherine took them for Kyle's people, or the people of the alleged girlfriend. But when she saw Ariel Kingsey exiting the car, it all became clear. "If it isn't her ladyship Mrs. Bennett," said Katherine mock-excitedly.

Kyle grew angry at the sight of Ariel. "Fuck around and find out how I screw up your family, bitch."

From the car window, Katherine saw that Ariel's people had broken up the fight. When Alexis saw her mother and clansmen, she started jumping and yelling that she was not to blame for this situation since she herself was set up, too.

The women from the other team didn't want to prolong the fight now that Alexis' crowd grew bigger, so they left after some more cursing and screaming.

Ariel, however, was standing in front of Alexis when she suddenly slapped her daughter on the cheek. From Katherine's perspective, it looked like a real slap, and it made Alexis stagger. Ariel then proceeded to say something to Alexis, who, covering her cheek with one hand, looked slightly horrified.

Katherine turned her gaze away. "That's enough. I don't think we need to see this mess anymore."

Asking the chauffeur to start the car, Kyle chuckled. "Rest assured, my lady, that it's only going to get better."

Katherine remained quiet. The car pulled away and drove Katherine all the way to the store.

Margaret was already in the store, and was writing something down on a notebook when she saw Katherine. Greeting Katherine warmly, Margaret showed her the shopping list.

Katherine had done some homework before that, so she nodded as she read the notes. "Yup, mm-hmm, these are all necessities."

When Katherine had finished reading, Margaret asked, "Were you alright the other day?"

It took Katherine a few seconds before she realized what Margaret was referring to. Smiling, she said, "Yes, of course. We were fine, all thanks to young Mr. Haverford."

Margaret wrote something down on the notebook as she said, "When you ex came over that day, I could see that he was worried about you."

Katherine's smile didn't waver as she asked, "Is that so?"

Having only read about Katherine and Marshall's history online, Margaret didn't know much about it. "I found him a pretty reliable guy, is all. And the several times I was able to meet him, he left this same impression on me. So I personally don't believe the online gossip about him and Miss Henderson to be true." Margaret's tone was calm, and she didn't sound like she was partial to Marshall in any way.

But Katherine was reminded of what she had glimpsed yesterday - Marshall and Clara dancing in each other's arms. Granted that ballroom dancing required intimate interactions between dance partners, but still, they were standing way too close, even by ballroom dancing standards. And what else could that unusual intimacy signal other than their intimate relationship?

After a while, Katherine laughed drily out loud. "Whatever, you know. Whether the gossip is true or whether it's false, I don't really care anymore.”

It takes time and practice for some to learn to process and forgive things. Katherine thought she was one of those people. Initially, she, too, didn't want Marshall to end up with Clara. She had even decided that Marshall could marry anybody else he pleased, as long as he didn't marry Clara. But now as she pondered over it, her previous thought had been a laughable one. It was Marshall's decision to make, and his alone, no matter who he would end up marrying.

Without further conversation, Katherine took the to-buy list Margaret had completed and went shopping. The malls and supermarkets in the neighborhood made shopping rather convenient for her. With Katherine out, Margaret was alone in the store to do the sweeping and cleaning.

Katherine decided to go to her destination on foot, since it was not far away. When she went past a crossing, she spotted a rather familiar car out of the corner of her eyes. She halted her walk to find that it was the vehicle of Frances Mason, the previous Mrs. Grant.

Katherine looked around her. Where she was standing was in fact pretty close to Grant & Co., so it was likely that Frances was here to have lunch with Marshall. But as Katherine inspected into the restaurants around her, she didn't find anyone she knew.

Frances must have already divorced Mr. Grant, Katherine mused. And as a result, Katherine was somehow in the mood to meet with her as a fellow divorcee. Frances had always insisted that Katherine wasn't good enough for the Grants. Well, look who else wasn't good enough and got kicked out of the family now.

Perseverant, Katherine decided to ditch shopping and stroll around in her vicinity instead. When she finally found Frances, the latter woman was not dining with Marshall, no; she was dining with Mr. Grant. Blinking, Katherine found Frances and Mr. Grant exiting the restaurant, so she quickly hid behind the car.

She couldn't exactly tell what the older couple were saying in front of the restaurant, but she saw Frances nodding and looking down. Mr. Grant then said something before turning to leave, but Frances took the chance to hold onto his shirt. Mr. Grant turned back around, shot a glance at Frances' hand, and pushed it away with resignation.

Katherine smirked. Oops, so they did divorce after all. How absolutely delicious.

Mr. Grant walked away and got into a car waiting for him outside, while Frances remained standing in front of the restaurant.

After Mr. Grant's car pulled away, Katherine stood up and walked over smugly. "Mrs. Grant. Well, ain't this a coincidence!"☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐