Katherine didn't know what Kevin meant.
He slowly got up from the sofa and approached Katherine and Hector with his cane.
The elderly was all a little rickety.
So, he was much shorter than Hector.
But his aura did not lose to Hector's.
He looked at Hector for a long time before nodding, "You have lost weight."
Katherine also turned to look at Hector, feeling that the way they got along was strange.
The woman walked over to help Kevin and said to him, "You have waited all morning. Now that you see
him, you should rest assured. Let's go upstairs and rest, okay?"
He turned his eyes to Katherine, didn't say a word, but just nodded in satisfaction.
His elusive attitude made Katherine get goose bumps.
He turned around, "Okay, I'm tired too. Help me upstairs to rest."
The woman helped him away. But when she turned around, she focused on Katherine for a moment.
Katherine had a bad impression of her, so she rolled her eyes at her.
After they left, Hector let go of Katherine.
He breathed a sigh of relief, "Sit down for a while. I'll put my luggage in the room first."
He referred to his guitar.
Katherine nodded and sat on the sofa without declining.
Hector strode upstairs.
It took him a long time to put the guitar in place.
He came down with the woman.
They were walking in tandem, both looking sullen.
Hector walked to Katherine, and she stood up.
He said, "Let's go out for lunch."
Hardly had his voice faded away, the woman behind him began to speak.
Her tone became acrimonious and sarcastic, "Why are you going out to eat as soon as you get home?
If your dad knew, he would think I was treating you harshly."
Hector retorted her impatiently, "If I have a meal here, will it prove that you have not treated me
harshly?"
The woman looked at him in disbelief.
Hector snorted, "Let's go."
He took Katherine's arm and went out of the living room.
The yard was very large and there was a simple parking room next to it.
He went in directly, and there were two cars inside.
He opened the door of a car with the key.
Katherine looked at it and found that the car was not cheap.
Hector glanced back at her, "Get in."
She grinned and hurried over, "So you are a fat cat. You were too low-key, and I didn't even notice it."
Hector did not speak, started the car and drove out.
When they left the villa, the woman was still standing at the door of the living room.
She looked at them with arms folded, looking unwilling.
After driving out, Katherine asked Hector, "Who is that woman?"
The relationship between her and Kevin should be close, but Hector said that she was not his mother.
Hector pursed his lips and stepped on the gas pedal. The speed of the car quickly increased.
He said after a while, "My stepmother."
Stepmother?
Katherine understood.
She nodded, "Your dad seems to be really rich."
He still married such a young woman when he was so old. If he hadn't been wealthy, she wouldn't be
stupid enough to marry him.
Although he looked good, he was old after all.
If it were not for his abundant material conditions, no woman would waste her youth on him.
On the way, Katherine’s phone rang again
It was still from Peter.
She was a little impatient, thinking, "Marshall is not in a hurry. Why is he so anxious?"
Katherine answered the phone, "What's the matter?"
Peter said in surprise, "Katherine, Marshall is in trouble now, but you don't care about it. Aren't you
really worried? Have you forgotten your identity?"
Katherine leaned back in the chair and laughed, "Have you forgotten who I am? Think about it."
Peter was at a loss for words.
Katherine was not afraid that Hector would hear it. After all, she had talked to him before.
She continued, "I divorced Marshall a long time ago. Even if he is in difficulties now, I can only
cooperate with him. As for worrying about him, do you think I will? "
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