Lucas gave a smile. "Well, that’s great."
Marshall asked deliberately, "How’s your blind date going? Have you met anyone you like?"
Not embarrassed at all, Lucas shook his head naturally. "I don’t like blind dates, as you all know, so of
course I haven’t met anyone I like."
At this moment, Lydia heaved a sigh. "Alright, alright, we know that, and we won’t force you anymore.
From now on, you’re your own master, and we’ll leave you alone, OK?"
Lucas gave a faint smile. "You should have done that a long time ago."
Carson threw a look at Lucas, and then at Katherine. "Since you’re pregnant with Marshall’s baby, I
guess you’ll get back with him soon, right? Look at you two! You’ve come back full circle."
Marshall gave a nod very slowly. "It’s close, I assume."
In fact, he had no confidence in himself at all. He had used to be a confident man, and still was now, in
terms of business. But in terms of love life, his confidence had been eroded by Katherine, and he was
especially unsure when Katherine would marry him again.
Katherine couldn’t just refuse Marshall in front of Lucas and his parents, and she said with a smile, "I’m
in no hurry."
Lydia chimed in at once, "But you have to hurry! Pregnancy seemed to be a slow process, but it’ll pass
in the blink of an eye. It’ll be too late for you to make decisions after you give birth. You should make
full use of time and handle these things while pregnant."
Katherine kept smiling, saying nothing.
As if she couldn’t tell Katherine didn’t want to continue this conversation, Lydia added, "A baby should
be born into a perfect family, and it’s good for the baby. Now that you’re expecting, you should get back
with Marshall as soon as possible."
Katherine remained silent and kept that smile on her face, but her eyes weren’t smiling at all. She
wondered what a so-called "perfect family" Lydia was referring to was. Was a perfect family equivalent
to the marriage certificate? The baby wouldn’t be an orphan if they didn’t marry each other. Both she
and Marshall were alive and expecting its arrival, so how wasn’t it born into a perfect family?
Lucas saw everything and chipped in, "That’s Marshall and Katherine’s business, and we can’t make
decisions for them. Let them do it themselves, and whatever they do, they must have their own
reasons."
Lydia shot a glance at Lucas, sullen.
Old Mrs. Grant echoed, "Exactly. Let them make decisions themselves, and we’ll just leave them alone.
They have their own reasons, no matter what they do."
Now that Old Mrs. Grant stepped in, Lydia said no more.
Carson changed the topic a few seconds later and talked about business for a while. Meanwhile, Lydia
stared at Frances and sighed, "Frances, you’ve changed so much."
Frances ran her fingers through her hair and said, "Really? Not that much."
"So much." Lydia nodded. "You look much younger now, and you look totally different from before."
In the past, Frances put on an act all the time. Each of her moves was designed to be elegant and
ladylike. But now, she lounged on the couch like anyone else.
Frances replied with a dry laugh, "Really."
Just as the other people were talking, Khalid glanced at Frances and Lydia. He was surprised to see
that the two should be chatting, which had never happened before.
Frances hadn’t got along with anyone before because she was the most senior madam in the house
and always looked down upon others. Especially Lydia, they hated each other, and that was why Khalid
was astonished right now.
Suddenly, Marshall’s phone rang. He took out his phone, had a look at the caller ID and got up.
"Excuse me, but I have to take this call."
Katherine raised her brows and rose to her feet slowly. She stood by the door listening to Marshall, who
was talking over phone in the courtyard. She couldn’t hear him very clearly, but she could tell it was
from his men.
Marshall hung up less than one minute. He looked back and saw Katherine staring at him at the door,
saying helplessly, "What are you doing?"
Blinking her eyes, Katherine put on an innocent look. "Are you going out? To see that Mario?"
Marshall came up to her, stroked her face and lowered his voice, trying his best not to be heard by the
people in the house. "Yes, I’m going to have a look."
Katherine was itching to go. "Take me with you."
Marshall chuckled. "It’s too late. Just wait for me at home. I’ll tell you at once if there’s anything. I was
just told he confessed. A shrewd man like him will do anything to avoid pain, so he said everything after
my men bluffed him. You don’t even have to show up."
Katherine was annoyed to hear that. "I just want to have a look at him."
Marshall stroked her underbelly. "That’s not some pleasant place. I don’t want our baby to hear him
scream."
Katherine looked down at her underbelly. Lately, Frances kept telling her that the baby was actually
able to sense what was happening and hear the noises in the outside world. Katherine, nonetheless,
believed it was nonsense, but when she thought carefully about it…
Looking sullen, Katherine replied, "Fine, I won’t go."
Marshall pinched her cheek. "I’ll tell you when I come back if there’s anything. I promise I won’t hide
anything from you and that I’ll tell you everything."
"OK," Katherine mumbled after a long pause.
Marshall knew she really wanted to join in the fun, but that was not some fun a pregnant woman should
join in.
He draped his arm around Katherine’s shoulders and told the people in the house he was going out for
some business. Both Khalid and Old Mrs. Grant knew what the business was about, so they didn’t ask
him about it and just told him to come back as soon as possible.
At last, Marshall ruffled Katherine’s hair before he left.
Katherine curled her lips, sulking.
Frances waved at her and called, "Come here and take a seat."
Katherine went over and sat down next to Frances, complaining to her in a low voice that Marshall
wouldn’t let her go with him.
Frances massaged her back and comforted her. "He has to take care of you if you go with him. As a
pregnant woman, you should stay at home as much as possible. He was right."
Katherine straightened her face, saying nothing.
Lydia looked at Katherine and Frances and chuckled. "I can tell you two are on good terms now, and I
envy that. I hope I’ll get along with Lucas’ future wife like you two."
Lucas gave a dry laugh and didn’t say anything.
Frances cast a look at Lydia and said, "You will. You’re kind, and there shouldn’t be any problem for
you getting on well with the younger generation."
Lydia threw a glance at Katherine with mixed feelings.
Katherine wasn’t in a good mood. She glanced at Lydia and looked away, having no intention of
pondering over what that look was for on earth.
Frances massaged her back and comforted her. "He has to take care of you if you go with him. As a
pregnant woman, you should stay at home as much as possible. He was right."
Katherine straightened her face, saying nothing.
Lydia looked at Katherine and Frances and chuckled. "I can tell you two are on good terms now, and |
envy that. | hope I'll get along with Lucas’ future wife like you two."
Lucas gave a dry laugh and didn't say anything.
Frances cast a look at Lydia and said, "You will. You’re kind, and there shouldn't be any problem for
you getting on well with the younger generation."
Lydia threw a glance at Katherine with mixed feelings.
Katherine wasn't in a good mood. She glanced at Lydia and looked away, having no intention of
pondering over what that look was for on earth.
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