Katherine and Marshall were standing in the courtyard, and she looked back at the house. Frances
stood in the kitchen, glancing at Katherine, then she gave Katherine a thumbs up and took the dishes
to the dining room.
Katherine blinked, then turned to look at Marshall. He looked at her very seriously, and she felt uneasy
again. She took a deep breath, "I have something to tell you, but I find it hard to open my mouth."
Marshall nodded, "Go ahead, you can share everything with me."
Katherine blinked, still not knowing what to say. Marshall stared at her for a while, as if he had guessed
what she wanted to say. Seeing that Katherine didn't say anything, he said, "Let’s do it this way, I'll ask
you some questions and you just need to answer them. Is that okay?"
Katherine nodded quickly, "Okay, it’s better this way."
Marshall glanced at her belly, "You were uncomfortable before, not because you had a stomach
problem, right?"
Katherine said with a guilty conscience, "No, it’s not."
Marshall stared at Katherine for a long time, and she didn't dare to look back at him. Marshall took a
deep breath, "Have you not been in your period for a while?"
He actually didn't know when Katherine's period was. After all, they hadn't lived together for a long
time, but he vaguely remembered that the sanitary towel in her cabinet seemed to have not been used.
Katherine was shocked when she heard what Marshall said, did he know everything?
She breathed out slowly, and nodded after a long while, "It's been more than a month."
Marshall stopped asking, just looked at Katherine. His expression was so serious that Katherine really
felt that her previous concealment was heinous. Katherine was so guilty that she just opened her
mouth and didn't know what to say to make up for it. It seemed that no matter what she said, she
couldn't explain clearly, because she did not intend to tell him in the first place and she planned to
leave with the baby at first.
Marshall kept silent, and Katherine didn't know what to do, just like a pupil who was punished to stand
still, she stood there bewildered. Frances walked slowly into the living room and looked at them
carefully. Katherine caught a glimpse of Frances, as if she had seen a savior. She gave Frances a look
for help, but Frances thought for a while, turned around and went back to the dining room. Katherine
was surprised, thinking that as expected, she could not count on Frances. She thought for a while and
took a step towards Marshall. She really didn't know what to say, so she had to say, "Are you so angry
that you want to leave now? The car is right here."
Marshall closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, he then turned around, instead of going to the car, he
went back to the house. He didn't go to the dining room either, and went straight upstairs. Katherine
could hear the slam of the door on the second floor. She shrank back, feeling that he was angry.
Marshall has never been so angry with her. Katherine didn't know what to do.
Frances came from the dining room to the living room, "He went upstairs? Will you honey him up?"
Katherine rolled her eyes, "You really have a thick skin. Why don’t you help me out just now?"
Frances defended, "I was giving you spaces for you to communicate."
Katherine didn't want to talk to her, she licked her lips, "Let's have dinner first, I'm all hungry."
Frances's face twitched, "Good for you to still have an appetite."
How could Katherine have no appetite? She was drooling with greed in the kitchen just now. She
ignored Frances and rushed to the dining room. Darcie set the table, and Katherine sat down, "It smells
really good."
Frances followed, "Aren’t you going to go upstairs and have a look?"
Katherine didn't even look at Frances, and indulge herself with the food, "I’m not, maybe after dinner."
Marshall went to the master bedroom. He thought about it for a long time in the office today. In fact, he
was already prepared for what Katherine said. Otherwise, it was impossible to explain why someone
paid a lot of money to hurt her. However, Marshall felt a little unhappy. He didn't know when Katherine
knew her pregnancy and why she didn't tell him before. Did she not know how to tell him, or did she not
plan to tell him at all? If she was not going to tell him, what did she want to do with the baby?
Marshall waited in the room for a long time, but Katherine didn't follow him. He was flung into a
dilemma. Being angry alone for a while, he went to look through the cabinet. Marshall found
Katherine's examination report in the built-in drawer in the cabinet. He read it with excitement but he
did not understand the indicators in it, but the text explanation gave him some idea of the results of the
examination. He let out a sigh of relief after reading it.
He folded the report carefully. Although he couldn't understand it fully, he knew that it contained the first
photo of his baby. He sat in the room and waited for a while, but still no one came. He couldn't wait any
longer, so he walked out. It turned out that it was quite lively downstairs.
Frances asked Darcie to wash the fruit, and then told Katherine what kind of fruit would ensure that the
baby will be beautiful when he is born.
Katherine had never heard of such a folk prescription, and was a little puzzled. Frances peeled the
grapes for Katherine, "If you eat more grapes, your baby will have eyes as big as grapes. You see,
Marshall’s eyes are so big, because I love to eat grapes. I had them almost everyday when I was
pregnant, plus apples and milk. Just listen to me, I promise you will have a beautiful baby."
Katherine took a fork and ate one by one, "It's pretty sweet."
"Of course, I picked them for a long time, and I almost tasted them one by one." Frances laughed.
Katherine also smiled, "You have bought so much, I feel I can't finish them."
"It's okay, you can give them to Marshall if you can't finish them." Frances said naturally.
Marshall stood by the staircase and looked at them. They seemed to have forgotten the discords they
had had before, and were getting along with each other in peace. The bit of his resentment
disappeared in an instant. Frances should have known it a long time ago. So Katherine shouldn't intend
to hide it from him completely. According to the report, she has been pregnant for some time, and it
seemed that she wanted to keep the baby.
He went downstairs slowly. Katherine looked up and saw him, "Would you like something to eat? It's
still hot, Darcie is really good, you should go try it."
Marshall walked over to Katherine, "Katherine, would you like to explain everything to me?"
Katherine glanced at Frances, and Frances blinked, showing her previous attitude towards Katherine
again.
Katherine insisted and said, "What do I need to explain? Didn't you tell you everything? Boy, don't ask
too much."
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