Katherine thought that Marshall wouldn’t come over anymore, but unexpectedly, he came that
afternoon with some fruit as Katherine was sitting on the bed, playing poker with Peter.
Marshall stopped at the entrance of the ward.
The door of the ward was ajar, so the sound of their talking from inside could be heard.
Katherine sounded well.
She also laughed, “I don't need a caretaker, I’ve been in the doctor’s office because of this condition
more times than I care to remember. It’ll take me a couple of days, but I’ll be fine..”
Peter had a note taped to his face, and the note flapped when he was speaking, “The doctor said that
your stomach problems has troubled you for so many years because you never take it seriously, you
should take it more seriously.”
Katherine smiled, “A Joker. I only have two cards left now. I’m winning this.”
Peter looked at cards in his hands and just tossed them on the bed, “You win.”
He then continued, “But your ex-husband is not aware of your stomach problem, is he? I think he
doesn’t know about that until last night.”
Katherine tossed in her hands on the bed, “Yes, he really doesn't know anything about me.”
Peter muttered, “You two have been married for almost a year. How could he not know it?”
Katherine chuckled out, “It’s normal. He doesn’t know much about me anyway.”
Peter looked at Katherine, “So, how did you get through all those days in the Grant family all before?”
Katherine rearranged all the cards, “Perhaps, I never care about it.”
She lowered her eyes, “If I have to dwell on every little thing he did or didn’t do, I’d have a heart attack
on top of my gastric problems. So I don’t care it too much.”
Marshall stood in the doorway, staring at Katherine's smiling face.
The way she looked at the moment, he used to be able to see it all the time in the past. Smiling, but it
seemed like she didn’t want to smile at all, with some perfunctory and some helplessness.
Marshall walked in without speaking. Then when Peter heard something and turned back, he was
taken aback. He was sitting on the bed with Katherine, but as soon as he saw Marshall, he jumped off
the bed instantly, looked awkward at the moment, “Boss, you should have called before you came?”
Marshall did not look at Peter, just put the fruits on the sofa, “How can I hear you gossip me if I tell you
I’d come over?”
Peter looked at Katherine and smiled awkwardly, but she didn’t return it. Her smile she gone after
seeing Marshall.
Marshall did not mind, “Something’s wrong with our partner, maybe some terms and conditions of the
contract need to be modified, so we have to stay here for a few more days.”
Peter raised his eyebrows, “A few more days?” He then looked at Katherine.
Katherine didn't look at them, nor did she hear what Marshall’s word.
All she did was turning to look out through the window. She was skinny and looked a little pitiful in her
baggy hospital gown.
Peter was excited to hear the news, “That’s good.”
And it's like he said it on purpose for Katherine, “So... so we can take care of Kathy in the hospital.”
Katherine turned around and looked at Peter for a moment, putting on a fake smile.
Peter winked at her, “Well, it's getting late, I'm going to go see if I can buy some food for dinner. You
guys chat a bit.”
It’s still too early for dinner.
Katherine understood Peter’s intention that he hoping them to recover.
So did Marshall..
But the two of them didn’t say anything.
Peter took the phone and hurried out of the ward. After closing the door, he also looked through the
window about the inside. Marshall walked over and sat on the sofa. Katherine also leaned back on the
bed, sheets covered.
Peter sighed. What the hell were they doing? Even if they were divorced, they didn’t have to be so
awkward when facing each other.
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