Frances came over soon and ran upstairs.
She seemed to be finally relieved to see Katherine sitting on the bed safely.
She straight passed Marshall and went to the bedside, “What happened? You must be overwhelmed.
Do you have sedative liquids at home? Have some of that.”
Shocked by Frances’ reaction, Marshall frowned, “Mom, what’s wrong with you?”
Frances would never pay heed to Katherine before, but she didn’t seem to be faking all the worries
which made Marshall quite confused.
Frances paused and seemed to have realized that her response was a bit weird and just chuckled,
“Why? Nothing. I heard that you got into an accident and was concerned. Marshall, how about you?
Are you okay?”
Marshall stared at Frances for a while and then shook his head, “I’m okay. That man wasn’t aiming at
me.”
Frances then turned to Katherine and just met her directly in the eye which made her a bit awkward.
She was always sharp-tongued towards Katherine and would never care for her. Now that she doing
the complete opposite, she actually felt weird.
Frances let out a sigh and changed the subject, “Who is he? Didn’t he see you?”
Katherine stared at Frances and then said in a while, “What are you doing here so late?”
Frances glared and answered, “Can’t I be worried about my son? What if he was injured because of
you?”
She looked as fierce as ever.
But Katherine just laughed.
Well, Frances may seem to be tough outside, she was soft inside.
Marshall then got a call and left the room.
Frances mused for a bit and then closed the door. She then approached Katherine, “Are you really
okay? Do you need to go to the hospital? You don’t look so good.”
She can’t go to the hospital for Marshall might learn about the truth.
Katherine shook her head, “I’m all right now.”
Frances then sighed, “Don’t go out at night from now on. There are all sorts of people out there. They
aren’t all evil, but you can be easily hurt even if they just bump into you by accident.”
She started warning Katherine subconsciously.
Katherine wasn’t used to see this side of Frances and also felt odd, “It’s late now. You should go home
and have some rest. I’m okay now and want to get some sleep.”
Frances then just stood up, “Okay then. I won’t disturb you. I got to check on my son.”
She seemed to be a bit awkward and just left the room.
Katherine directly lay down and turned off the light.
But actually she can’t fall asleep as she was still bothered by this accident.
Marshall was still on the phone when Frances went out.
Leaning against the wall, Marshall looked stern.
Frances just waited and asked after Marshall finished the call, “She went to sleep. Let’s talk
downstairs.”
Marshall nodded and followed Frances.
Frances frowned when they were downstairs, “Are you sure that man did it on purpose? He could be
careless and didn’t see Katherine.”
Marshall shook his head, “Thought I didn’t know exactly what was he after, he must be hired by
someone. That man’s phone is here. Have a look at it.”
He then handed the phone to Frances.
There was only one message in his phone and was received after Katherine was nearly hit.
There were only one word and a punctuation in the message, “Finished?”
This message was sent by the person who called him before he was knocked down.
Marshall had already asked someone to look up the caller’s identity.
Frances stared at the message for a while and looked serious, “It looks like that someone is really
scheming against her.”
Marshall took the phone over and surveyed it, “But I just can’t figure out what are they doing this for? It
seems pointless.”
Frances paused and looked complicated.
It would be meaningless before, but now, it would change everything.
Frances was even more concerned now as how can other people get to know Katherine’s pregnancy
when she was clearly hiding it?
Who would hate Katherine so much as to hurt her?
After pondering for a while, Frances said, “Just stay by her side. It’s getting late. I’ll head home first.”
Marshall didn’t think too much and just nodded, “Sure. Be careful.”
Frances replied okay and just left.
After getting out of Katherine’s house, she gave Clara a call.
Clara seemed to be busy and sounded tired, “Auntie Frances.”
Frances replied, “Are you busy?”
Clara nodded, “Yeah, I’m working overtime now. I’m pretty occupied. Auntie Frances, what’s wrong?”
Frances chortled, “Nothing major. I just want to check on you. I haven’t seen you for a while.”
Clara sighed, “Yeah, I’m really worn out these days. I’m still in the company right now and got a lot of
things in my plate. I’m really on the brink of breaking down.”
Frances consoled, “Take it slow. You need time to get used to it.”
Clara smiled, “Right. I just want to make the best of my time now and sort out all these things so that I
can be a bit more relaxed afterwards.”
Frances then answered in a few seconds, “Well, I won’t bother then. I don’t really have anything
important now. Bye then.”
Clara answered okay and Frances just hung up.
But she the slightly frowned.
Clara’s tone seemed like that she had nothing to do with this accident and was pretty normal.
Frances then went to the roadside and hailed a cab.
She had a mixed feeling towards Clara now. She didn’t loathe her or anything. She was just deeply
disappointed.
She really saw her as her daughter before, but Clara turned out to be taking advantage of her.
She found it really unworthy to do all those things for Clara.
Still, she didn’t like Katherine, but this didn’t mean that she didn’t like the baby in her belly.
It was Marshall’s baby and her grandson.
She was about to be a grandma! How marvelous!
She instantly felt older.
Frances let out a sigh and left.
While lying on the bed, Katherine didn’t fall asleep after tossing and turning for a long time.
She dreamed of hugging a baby and being chased by someone.
All she thought about was to leave that place with the baby as soon as possible, but that intangible
thing just seemed to be ghosting her.
Katherine was sweaty all over her body which was triggered by all the fear and worry.
So by the time she woke up in the morning, she felt quite sticky.
She was really bone tired. Though she was running in the dream, it felt like she had run a few laps in
real life.
Katherine sat up and looked outside from the window.
It was quite sunny outside and the repression that seemed to be masking her last night had dissipated.
She got out of the bed and took a few deep breaths to wake up her body.
Marshall was cooking downstairs.
He seems to have unearthed his cooking talent and could do a lot of dishes now.
Katherine went downstairs and said hello, “Good morning.”
Marshall didn’t get any sleep last night, but he seems fine, “The breakfast is ready. I will drop you off at
the store later.”
Then he checked the time, “I’ll go to interrogate that man later. He should be less stubborn now.”
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