Chapter 7 A Woman’s Voice

Marshall was long gone when Katherine woke up the next day morning. Scratching her hair, she felt
kind of dizzy. Part of what happened yesterday she could remember, the others not. But the crazy thing
she had with her ex-husband she could remember that for sure.

What the…Was I that wild? Having sex with ex-husband at the night of divorce? Life isn't drama, OK?

How to sooth the pain of divorce? She recalled what she had looked up online yesterday. Getting drunk
and having one night stand were all done.

She flipped the sheet to inspect herself.

She could still savor a little craziness of the night.

Immoral deeds could always drive one delirious.

She dragged her sore body to the shower.

The phone on her bed ranged as she came out of the shower.

She answered quickly, it was Peter on the phone.

He told her he had booked a ticket for her to Asela Island.

Katherine did not care about the destination. “Good, when does the plane take off?”

Peter said. “Tomorrow morning. You said, the sooner the better, so what about this?”

Katherine nodded. “Yeah, it couldn’t be better. Text me the boarding time, I’ll get to the airport
tomorrow.”



Peter didn’t mention anything like seeing her off. He just hung up the phone and send Katherine the
information she asked.

Sitting on the bed, Katherine read the messages while drying her hair. With a long sigh, she put down
the towel after finishing reading. She had no idea how long the trip would be this time. But when she
came back, she could let go of Marshall, or so she thought.

After cleaning up herself, she went out for a meal. Later, she bought some flowers and went to
Marshall’s Grandfather. The old Mr. Grant’s tomb was exquisitely carved and built. The Grant spent
quite a lot of money on it.

She placed the flowers before the tomb. “Grandpa, It’s me, Katherine, I came to see you. And, I think I
should tell you, me and Marshall, we’re divorced.”

She thought for a moment, and then continued. “I don’t blame him. Maybe he just couldn’t fall in love
with me. Being with someone who he doesn’t love for the rest of his life is painful. It’s a torment for me
too. Things aren’t really so bad now. He gave me money, a ton of money, so I can have a good life
afterward.”

The old Mr. Grant in the picture on the tomb looked very serious. But he was actually a really kind and
generous person. No one in the Grant family treated her so nicely like him.

Though tears glistened in her eyes, she did not weep. Grandpa would be worried if he saw me crying,
she thought.

I’m leaving, she said, and I don’t know when I will be back. I’ll bring some specialties for you when I’m
back, she said. She babbled endlessly to the dead stone for a long while before she left.

She went back home to pack her stuff. In fact, she did not have much to pack anyway. Katherine only
stayed for a few day, so she didn’t bring much things with her. And also, it’s unnecessary to bring too



much luggage. When she was done packing, she could not even fill a small luggage.

She sat on the bed, musing, and then decided to make a call to Marshall.

Marshall is probably taking a break now.

The call was answered quickly.

Marshall’s voice sounded robotic. “What?”

She wanted to talk about what happened last night but lost the patience when she heard Marshall’s
cold tone.

She had paused before she spoke. “No big deal, just so you know, I’m leaving tomorrow. No idea about
the returning date. Just call to say goodbye.”

Marshall was rather indifferent at the news. “I see.”

Bitting her lips, Katherine felt humiliated. She wanted to say something to save her dignity, but she
heard a woman’s voice on the phone before she could. “Marshall?”

Katherine was somehow shocked at the voice. Immediately, she hung up the phone. Holding her
phone, she felt relieved but then frustrated. What was she afraid of? It’s just a woman. Why should I
hung the phone? She hammered her fist at the bed angrily.


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