Katherine was still confused while staring at the picture for quite a while.
She couldn’t figure out when it was taken.
She grabbed the phone hard and then texted again to ask who it was.
But this time she received no response.
Nor did Katherine ask again. As rational as she had been, she was aware that she should stay
composed in case the culprit took advantage of her.
She lay down while grabbing the phone. Her mind was in a mess. Though every detail in the past
seemed to be clear, she still found it hard to build a link within.
Katherine closed her eyes and sighed.
Whatever. Since then, she decided to put it aside. Fagging herself was the last thing she would do.
She lay still on the bed, lurching from sleepiness to soberness.
She stayed so till the next morning. Then she suddenly heard a car coming into the yard.
She was soon overwhelmed with soberness. She hurried to get off the bed and walked to the window.
She saw Marshall park his car in the yard. Then he got off and strode into the parlor.
Within a minute, she heard the door behind opened.
She slowly turned around, “Welcome back.”
Marshall was startled while standing at the door, with his body surrounded by the chill air in the
morning, “Why did you get up so early?”
Katherine answered, “I had been sleeping for too long yesterday. So now I stay awake.”
She stared at him, “Did you get some clues from that guy?”
Marshall walked into the bathroom, “Yeah, I got some.”
Suddenly, she happened to notice a dark red stain at the end of his shirt. It should be a blood stain, she
supposed.
She walked over and stood at the door of the bathroom. Seeing that, Marshall suddenly stopped while
striping.
He turned to look at her, “I need to take a shower.”
Katherine leaned against the doorframe to say casually, “Come on, no need to be shy. I have seen
every inch of your body.”
Her flirtatious smile really resembled the recent one of Marshall.
He stared at her with lips pressed, who actually wore a casual-looking face.
Marshall was rendered really embarrassed. So he added, “Get some rest on the bed for the sake of our
baby.”
Katherine shifted her gaze from his upper body to the hem of his shirt.
Though she had been kind and soft, a blood stain would never scare her.
After a few seconds of gaze, she turned around to get on the bed.
Marshall walked over to close the door. Then he took off his jacket, while the white shirt inside was
stained with blood spot all over.
“Kyle, why didn’t you learn to control your own temper?” he murmured to himself. If it weren’t for the
fact that he insisted to interrogate that guy on his own, Kyle would have torn him apart.
As he stripped off, he dumped all his clothes into the trash bin and went for a shower all over.
Actually, he was rather exhausted after staying up for a whole night.
Katherine sat on the bed, grabbed her phone hard and stared outside the window.
As soon as Marshall finished and walked out, she noticed that. But she didn’t look at him, unmoved.
Her face still remained impassive.
Marshall, wrapped in a bath towel, walked to the closet to get some clothes. Then he pulled off the
towel and put them on.
Not until quite a while later did she utter, “Come over here. Let me show you something.”
Marshall nodded and walked over, “What?”
Katherine handed over her phone, “Am I look good in those pictures?”
His casual-looking face soon turned into solemnness especially when he saw the last one.
He paused and told her to wait. Then he turned around and walked out of the bedroom.
Katherine could tell what he was doing. As he left, she got off bed and entered the bathroom.
She saw his clothes, the shirt and the suit jacket, were both dumped into the trash bin.
After a simple glimpse at them, she turned around and walked out of the bedroom.
She walked beside the stairs. Then she saw Marshall walking around to check the direction from which
the picture was taken.
Katherine remained silent while looking at him.
Marshall finally stopped at the door. He stared at it seriously.
About a few seconds later, he reached out his hand to pinch out a little gadget.
Actually, Katherine also expected so. After all, no one could avoid being noticed if he snapped the
picture in such a short distance.
So the answer was obvious—she was under surveillance.
But she wasn’t scared this time. Instead, she kinda appreciated this trick.
While grabbing the mini camera, he looked irritated.
Though Husky had once sneaked into the house, he was too stupid to plan so.
But now the culprit actually managed to plant a camera on the door. Undoubtedly, it was much more
dangerous.
Marshall fixed his eyes on the door, exceedingly sober.
He turned around and saw Katherine, who leaned against the handrail on the second floor with a
composed look.
Mixed feelings suddenly surged up in his mind as he looked at her face. But he couldn’t tell what
caused it.
He slowly walked upstairs and then stood beside her. He touched her face gently, “Are you scared?”
Katherine actually smiled, “Why should I be scared?”
Marshall smiled. After quite a while, he suggested, “Alright, let’s get into the room.”
Both of them entered the bedroom. Katherine lay on the bed while Marshall sat on it with his back
against the wall. Meanwhile, he was texting someone.
Katherine could hear the buzz from his phone. Though it wasn’t loud, it sounded a bit annoying when
compared with the tranquilness last night.
But Katherine seemed to be quite relaxed even if surrounded by the buzzing noise. She soon fell into
sound sleep.
After texting, Marshall lowered his head and saw her curling herself up and sleeping soundly beside.
He stroked her hair as if she were an adorable kitty.
Perhaps it was because of the warmth, Katherine nudged a bit to get closer to him.
Marshall put down his phone, lay down and hugged her tight into his arms.
He closed his eyes and stroked her belly with his own hand. He seemed to feel her belly had bulged a
bit.
Marshall let out a deep breath and felt relieved.
They had been sleeping till Frances came to knock on the door.
Marshall was the first to get up. He checked the time and noticed it was time to wake up.
He opened the door and said to Frances in low voice, “Just wait for a while. She didn’t seem to sleep
well last night.”
Frances looked inside and nodded, “Okay, I will have the dishes served first. You can wake her up then
and ask her to wash up. She can continue to sleep after breakfast.”
Marshall nodded after consideration, “Okay.”
As Frances went downstairs, Marshall wet a towel to wash Katherine’s face.
Katherine still looked drowsy while squinting, “Time to get up?”
Marshall nodded, “You need to wash yourself up first. The breakfast is ready. After breakfast, you can
get back to sleep. But don’t sleep for too long during daytime unless you want to get insomnia tonight.”
Katherine murmured to complain while staring at him, “Stop nagging.”
Marshall smiled, “I am nagging for your sake.”
Katherine smiled and supported herself up.
Marshall supported her into the bathroom. He then stood at the door to watch her washing up with a
soft smile.
Katherine looked into the mirror and noticed him. She then huffed.
But in the eyes of Marshall, she looked even more adorable at this moment.
Though Katherine always showed him her indifference, he could tell that her attitude had been
softened.
After some consideration, Marshall walked over to wrap around her waist from behind. Then he
whispered in husky voice, “Don’t you fancy marry me again? I promise I will offer you a greater
wedding ceremony.”
Katherine was rendered annoyed, “Get out.”
Marshall gently took a bite on her ears, “Actually, I do have a lot of admirers. Don’t you worry about
that?”
After some consideration, Marshall walked over to wrap around her waist from behind. Then he
whispered in husky voice, “Don’t you fancy marry me again? | promise | will offer you a greater
wedding ceremony.”
Katherine was rendered annoyed, “Get out.”
Marshall gently took a bite on her ears, “Actually, | do have a lot of admirers. Don’t you worry about
that?”
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