"I haven't taken good care of you, but could you please trust me?" Joseph said with caution.
Kathy had never heard him saying in this way.
How could he say in this way?
She must have heard wrong.
"Joseph, you asked the wrong person. You should ask Zofia," she said coldly.
Kathy's words were hurtful.
In Joseph's eyes there seemed to be a storm, but he strived to hold back his intense feelings.
However, he looked at Kathy deep in the eye as if he was about to swallow her.
"There's nothing between me and Zofia." He disliked explaining, and even more so now.
Kathy obviously was not convinced.
She remained aloof, "Well, I see. Joseph, can you let me go?"
"No." Instantly Joseph pulled her into the car.
Kathy had been struggling, but she failed to attract attention. Her face gradually darkened, "Joseph,
where are you taking me?"
"Joseph Bay."
"I'm not going back!" Kathy's face changed, and she lowered her head to bite Joseph's arm with full
strength.
Immediately, he loosened her lightly.
Kathy took advantage of it to escape from his arms. Her face turned pale and her eyes became red.
Taking a deep breath, she said coldly, "I'm not going back."
She said to Joseph as well as to herself.
She turned around and left. Joseph wanted to catch up, but Bertie suddenly blocked him.
He had seen the quarrel between him and Kathy just now.
"Joseph, don't forget what you promised my mother," Bertie said.
Joseph narrowed his eyes, full of chillness.
Two tall men looked at each other as time passed. Suddenly Joseph clenched his fist and hit the tree
trunk beside him forcefully.
Kathy had already got on the car, and her gaze still followed Joseph. Seeing his bloody fist, she was
shocked and subconsciously was about to push the door open to get off the car.
However, she held back her move.
What ... was he doing?
What he was doing seemed to have nothing to do with her.
She forced herself to stop looking at him. At this moment, her phone rang. Kathy picked up the phone,
and it was Zofia.
She got out of the car.
The funeral had already ended. Zofia's eyes were red. She had been in a very low mood these past
few days when she was busy preparing her mother's funeral with her brother. She wasn't free until
today.
But Zofia couldn't find Joseph.
As long as Joseph was available to Kathy, he would not be with her.
Zofia was overwhelmed by disappointment.
"Miss Marshall, go ahead." Kathy sat opposite her, frowning.
Her relationship with Zofia reached this point unexpectedly.
They were no longer good friends who shared all.
"Can you leave Joseph?" Zofia did not beat around the bush. She looked at her with red eyes.
"Zofia, do you know what you're talking about? You think after I leave Joseph he'll be with you?" She
asked indifferently.
As far as she was concerned, there was something between Zofia and Joseph.
Did she still need her to leave him?
She was tired of being involved in this complicated relationship.
All she wanted was a pure and simple relationship.
No suspicions, no misunderstandings.
"If it weren't for you, I would have been in love with Joseph." Zofia muttered.
She and Joseph should have been together a long time ago.
In Kathy's eyes, Zofia acted like the weak one.
But what about her? Wasn't she the most innocent one?
Kathy could understand that Zofia was in a bad mood after her mother passed away.
But Joseph was her man. She couldn't give him to Zofia just because of that.
Love is never like this.
Now Kathy finally figured it out. Since she had chosen to be with Joseph, she should have believed
him.
She liked Joseph. She loved him.
She didn't want to hesitate in this relationship, much less be at the mercy of others.
"But now Joseph and I are in love. Zofia, if Joseph liked you, he must have chosen to be with you. But
the truth is, he doesn't like you." Kathy put it bluntly.
"Kathy, Joseph and I have known each other since we were kids. He said he would be with me! Just
because I lost my memory, the story paused. But Joseph promised that he would marry me!" Zofia said
in an increasingly excited way even with a bit of hysteria.
"Why are you stealing my happiness? Kathy, he's mine ... he's mine!"
Kathy frowned and looked at Zofia without any expression. Her face darkened, and her voice became
gentler. "Zofia, Joseph is a person. He is not a thing. He has never belonged to you or me. If he wants
to be with you, I won't stop him. But you don't have confidence, do you?"
If Zofia was confident that Joseph would be with her, she would not have said that to Kathy.
Kathy felt better now. She only wanted to find Joseph immediately and let him know her feelings for
him.
"Of course I have confidence in myself. But after all, you are Joseph's ex-wife, and I don't want you to
disturb us anymore."
"Is that so? If Joseph told me that, I wouldn't disturb you anymore. But it was you who said it. You're
jealous of me?"
"You ... Kathy, I'm not jealous!" Zofia paused, with embarrassment flashing across her face.
Kathy remained aloof. She stood up and was about to leave.
If it weren't for her past friendship with Zofia, she wouldn't have said anything to her.
Noticing her move, Zofia walked over and stopped her. "Kathy, only I will be Joseph’s wife."
Kathy stared at Zofia who looked very unfamiliar to her.
"Are you done? I should go now."
Kathy turned around, glancing at the huge cemetery and trying to find that familiar figure.
But she looked around and did not see Joseph.
Where was he ... she really wanted to see him now.
When she took out her phone to call Joseph, she saw a black car slowly pulling off beside her. Joseph!
Her eyes lit up and she got in the car. Joseph immediately held her in his arms.
"What did Zofia tell you?" His voice was full of exhaustion that couldn't be hide, but it sounded still
pleasant.
"She said she wanted me not to disturb you two." Kathy was honest.
She looked at Joseph unblinkingly. She was the only one in his eyes.
"According to Mrs. Marshall's last words, she wished I can marry Zofia. She has passed the 20% of
Marshall Group's shares to me." Joseph said solemnly.
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