Nearly everyone was quiet at the table, and they used to eat silently.
It was difficult to change a habit.
Actually, Katherine and Frances talked a lot while eating when Old Mrs. Grant and Khalid were not
there.
But now, being affected by them, all of them were silent.
As having the meal, Frances took good care of Katherine and told her which dishes to eat more to
balance the nutrition.
Old Mrs. Grant looked up at Frances several times, but Frances did not look at anyone. She just helped
herself and took care of Katherine.
This meal did not last long, and soon they all stopped eating.
Old Mrs. Grant looked at Darcie and said, "You cook well. We are all relieved that you are here cooking
for Katherine."
Darcie laughed, "Madam has called me to take care of Young Madam."
On hearing that, both Katherine and Frances felt a little uncomfortable.
Madam. Young madam.
These were very ancient expressions.
“Uh-huh,” Old Mrs. Grant looked at Frances and said with a formal tone, "How have you been? Long
time no see."
Frances nodded. "Not bad. I've been with Katherine recently. I have nothing to do. Just kill the time
every day."
“Er,” Old Mrs. Grant said, "All right."
They did not know how to continue the conversation.
All of them went to the living room then.
Marshall sat beside Katherine and peeled grapes for her.
Katherine did not want to eat grapes because she was full.
But Marshall was enthusiastic, and Old Mrs. Grant is here, so she could not refuse him directly
So she ate some.
Katherine did not say anything and just listened to Old Mrs. Grant's advice. She told her what to pay
attention to and the things not to touch at the early stage!
Katherine only nodded and said “OK”.
Marshall kept the tips in mind and asked his grandmother how to mitigate the morning sickness. He
said Katherine suffered serious vomiting.
Old Mrs. Grant told him several kinds of fruits that could relieve the sickness. But they did not work at
once.
Any mother would have such an experience. They had to suffer.
Marshall remembered everything clearly. Katherine looked at him and thought that if they had not had
the previous conflicts, Marshall would have been a good husband and father.
However, the jerk had cheated her. She was furious while thinking about it.
Old Mrs. Grant stayed here very late, but Frances did not come out to see her off. She went upstairs to
rest early.
Katherine and Marshall stood at the door and watched Old Mrs. Grant get in the car.
Sitting in the car Old Mrs. Grant opened the window and sighed, "Does your mother blame us?"
Marshall froze and then smiled, "No. She has accepted everything now. She doesn't blame anyone.
She's different from before. You may not be used to it at once."
Old Mrs. Grant looked up at the window on the second floor. "It’s good for your mother to change her
attitude. She’s more sensible than before."
Marshall nodded. "Yes, she has a good relationship with Katherine now. She has changed a lot."
Khalid sat in the driving position and said nothing.
Marshall glanced at him and looked away.
“Er,” Old Mrs. Grant said, "OK, it's late. I've delayed your rest today. Go home. Goodbye."
Khalid slowly drove the car out, and Old Mrs. Grant leaned back on the chair," Frances has really
changed a lot. What did you say when you went out earlier?"
Khalid tightened his lips and thought for a moment. "Nothing. Just a small talk."
Indeed, they did not say anything particular. Looking back now, there was no topic of their
conversation.
But Frances had really changed a lot.
Khalid remembered that she often called him and invited him for dinner proudly and rudely.
It was not an invitation, but an order.
So he always refused.
During this time, Frances never called him again, as if she had disappeared.
A few days ago, he also mentioned Frances to Cora, saying that she wouldn't pester him.
Cora smiled at that time and only said that they should wait and see. Maybe after a while, she would be
the same again.
At that time, he also believed Cora and waited, but nothing came.
Originally Khalid still felt a little relieved.
But when he saw Frances, complex emotions gathered in his mind.
Old Mrs. Grant looked at the night scene outside. "I think Frances and Katherine get along well with
each other. I'm relieved that she could take care of Katherine."
Old Mrs. Grant sighed with relief. "Although Katherine did not agree to remarry, I think Marshall will
make it."
She glanced at Khalid and said, "Now I’m worried about you. How about you and Cora?"
On hearing that, Khalid smiled, "Mom, don't make a wild guess. Cora and I have nothing. Even if others
misunderstand, why do you think so?"
“Er”, Old Mrs. Grant said, "I did not think about anything else. I just wanna tell you that if you like Cora,
you can be with her. We won’t stop you. You are already at this age, and you have your own
considerations for everything."
Khalid took a deep breath, "I don’t..."
"You don’t?" Old Mrs. Grant said with a smile. "When Cora was in the hospital, you went to the hospital
so frequently as you went home. Khalid, I don’t believe you have no feelings for Cora."
Khalid froze and felt helpless.
Then he said nothing and only drove Old Mrs. Grant home.
Old Mrs. Grant was happy and did not want to go to bed when she comes home. She discussed with
servants the things she should buy for Katherine.
Khalid looked at her with a smile. He said goodnight and went upstairs directly.
When he got back to the bedroom, his cell phone just rang.
It was Marshall.
Khalid picked up immediately, "What's up, Marshall?"
Marshall spat out a sigh of relief. "Actually, no big deal. I can’t fall asleep, so I'll give you a call."
He kept his voice down, "Dad, do you want to make up with my mom?"
Khalid froze, "Why do you suddenly ask this question? What's the matter?"
"Nothing." Marshall laughed, "When we had dinner today, I saw that you kept peeking at my mother, so
I wanna know how do you think about it."
Khalid suddenly became embarrassed.
In fact, he did not peek at Frances. He just felt that Frances had changed a lot, so he could not help but
glance at her several times.
It was not a peek.
He coughed gently, "I'm not peeking, and I don't mean anything else. Don't think about too much."
“Er,” Marshall said," "Well, then how are about you and Aunt Cora?"
Khalid was a little helpless, even when he met in the pool, he asked.
He said in a serious tone, "We are friends, and we have nothing. Don't get me wrong."
Marshall laughed. "In fact, even if you really have something, no one will say no. You and my mother
may not suit each other."
Khalid thought about Frances’ cold expression when she looked at him.
Not appropriate, maybe.
Khalid did not want to talk about his own affairs, so he mentioned Katherine.
Marshall said that both Katherine and himself were fine. He would never tell his father that he was
driven out of the room.
He did not know Katherine’s thoughts. She only said that she was angry at seeing him, and pushed him
out again.
Marshall could not understand Katherine. He could do nothing about her.
She did not listen to him before and even became the Princess at home since she was pregnant.
Khalid thought for a moment and said, "Do you want to be with her for the sake of your child?"
Marshall laughed on hearing that, "Dad, not for the sake of the baby. I want to be with her because I
like her. I know what I'm thinking!"
Khalid thought for a moment and said, "Do you want to be with her for the sake of your child?"
Marshall laughed on hearing that, "Dad, not for the sake of the baby. | want to be with her because |
like her. | know what I'm thinking!"
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