Chapter 224 It’s My Choice

Beyond expectation, Old Mr. Henderson was shocked to see Katherine here. The following Elder Mr.
Henderson and Clara, as well as Khalid, shared one expression.

Katherine felt merry inside, greeting, “Hello!”

She guessed it right. They hadn’t left yet.

Clara gave a quick response. She smiled, looking at Katherine, then at Marshall.

“It’s noon. The contract thing is completed. Would you like to have a dinner together?”

Marshall stood up, glancing at Khalid.

Khalid nodded, “Yes, how about having a dinner together! You see. What a coincidence! We have
Katherine here this time. So let’s go!”

Katherine readily agreed, smiling, “OK!”

Marshall stepped forward and looked at Katherine, “OK, together.”

Clara glanced at the two, with her expression unchanged.

Marshall got the documents tided up, then went out with Katherine, as well as those guys.

In the elevator, Marshall and Katherine stood in the innermost end, while Khalid and Old the Henderson
stood beside the door, having a small talk about the cooperation.

Katherine didn’t understand the talk, so she leaned toward Marshall, saying in a low voice. “When did
you leave in the morning? I was so exhausted that I didn’t notice.”

Originally, Katherine was a little shy because of last night.



After their divorce, they did have sex for a few times, but sort of with inevitably external triggers.

But last night, they both were totally sober. So Katherine was a little unnatural to face him. Now, with
Clara around here, she left the unnatural feelings behind, and all she wanted was to make Clara
unhappy.

Although Katherine deliberately lowered her voice, Clara close to Marshall can hear her clearly.

Marshall turned slightly to Katherine, to see the hickeys on her neck. Frankly speaking, he left the
hickeys on purpose.

The hickeys reminded him of last night. They were all clear and the light was on, so he remembered all
details.

Marshall also lowered voice, “I checked the wound on your leg in the morning, and you didn’t notice,
too.”

Katherine giggled, “So you had my wound dressed.”

Marshall nodded slightly.

With a ding, the door of the elevator opened. Clara went out with others, with a straight back. While
Katherine felt pleased, looking at Clara’s back with a big smile.

Katherine shared a car with Marshall, without asking where to go.

Without Clara around, Katherine gave up acting. So she leaned against the back of the chair, sleeping.

In fact, she was not hungry at all, after all, she just had noodles before coming to Marshall. The reason
she chose to have lunch with them was to make someone lose their appetites.



Besides, it would be better if Mrs. Grant was here. She missed Mrs. Grant after she hadn’t seen her for
quite some time.

After a while, they arrived at a star-rated hotel.

Katherine opened eyes after the car stopped. She smiled quietly, seeing the surroundings through the
window.

Today was a big day when the cooperation contract was signed by the two Groups. So they selected a
good place here for a dinner. Just as the day she had a divorce from Marshall, they also selected a
good place here to celebrate. What a coincidence!

Marshall had no special feelings about this place, and he directly came in with Katherine.

A waiter led them to a room.

Katherine stretched herself upon coming into the room, with a casual posture, “The foods here are all
delicacies. Marshall, remember? We had a celebration dinner here last time.”

Marshall glanced at Katherine, doubting why she mentioned that.

While Katherine just reminded him of this, afraid that he had forgotten such important thing.

However, each of the Henderson families wore a serious look, and they all took a seat there.

Marshall sat beside Khalid, and Katherine was next to Marshall. By Elder Mr. Henderson sat Clara, who
was diagonally opposite to Katherine. As a result, they can see each other as long as eyes raised. This
seat arrangement was kind of similar to that in the restaurant of the Grant family.

When the menu was served, Khalid handed over the menu to Katherine, with polite words “Lady first.”



While Katherine didn’t care about that. She was not starved at all. So after looking through the menu,
she made no order.

Knowing about Katherine’s situation, Marshall took over the menu and said, “Allow me. I know what
you like.”

Clara’s gaze moved from the menu and landed on Marshall.

Elder Mr. Henderson coughed, “Clara, what do you want?”

Clara came back to herself, lowering eyes, “Let me have a look…I think these are good.”

“Make an order if you like.” Elder Mr. Henderson said softly. Clara raised to see Elder Mr. Henderson,
nodding, “OK.”

Katherine arched a perfect eyebrow, with a small smile. The father and the daughter were talking in
riddles.

After making the order, the waiter left.

Old Mr. Henderson had been staring at Katherine for a long time. And Katherine was aware of his
sharp stare. However, she didn’t give him any response, instead, she turned to Marshall and began a
talk about her store.

The decorating design had to be finalized as soon as possible. The store contract was about to come
into effect next month. Yesterday, Margaret texted her, telling her that the desserts will be disposed
these days. She can go and bring decorating workers to work there.

As for workers, Katherine intended to ask Peter for help. With Peter, or exactly Marshall’s help, she
won’t be ripped off.



Katherine and Marshall just talked for a little while, then Old Mr. Henderson interrupted, “I heard that
young Mrs. Grant recently led a life with Marshall in other place, not in the Grant house.”

Katherine paused, then raised to watch Old Mr. Henderson, “Yes, Marshall often works late, and the
Grant house is far away from the company. It’s very inconvenient to live so far away from the
company.”

Katherine had had figured out this excuse.

The old man smiled, “So? But the others of the Grant family…”

Before Old Mr. Henderson finished, Katherine added, “I don’t care others, but I do care about my
husband. Others are willing to get up early and go home late every day. That’s their choice. But I am
not willing to see that Marshall has to drive a long way home. We’d like to live in the urban area. It’s my
choice.”

Her words were not so polite, but the impoliteness was offset by her lovely smile and polite tone.

Old Mr. Henderson narrowed eyes slightly, with colder look at Katherine. No one had ever interrupted
him. This rude woman lived up to her bad education.


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