CEO Proposed to His Ex-wife 99 Times

Chapter 188 Again

Obviously, alcohol was stirring up Katherine’s mind.

She thought she was still in that marriage in which she and Marshall kept wearing off each other’s patience.

Flurried, she stood on her toes, wrapped Marshall’s neck, and kissed him.

That’s a reason why a rich man is more like to cheat than a poor one.

Because there are always girls coming on to them.

And the girls are usually attractive.

It’s no easy thing for a man to resist the temptation.

Marshall was facing such a scenario now.

He knew he should just push Katherine off him.

He knew he should end this madness with Katherine.

It was already inappropriate that they were still living under the same roof.

There would be tons of more trouble if they could not separate physically. NôvelDrama.Org exclusive content.

But those were only thoughts.

He seemed to lost control of his hands. Holding Katherine, he fell with her down on the bed beside.

Katherine whispered. “Marshall, please don't hate me.”

Marshall felt his chest tremble, and a feeling her could not name surging up.

Sour, and uncomfortable.

He said, “I don't.”

He never felt that way, he just thought that they were not fit together.

They had only been physically compatible, but never mentally.

She had never been his type.

But Katherine took his answer as a promise. She was happy about it, and was cooperative.

They had done this a lot before.

Marshall reached his hand to turn off the light.

In the dark he said, “Don't blame me too.”

Katherine couldn't understand what he meant, she even smile. “I won’t, I never have.”

Then she wrapped her arms around Marshall and kissed him again.

Evil springs at night.

Marshall seemed only be unscrupulous in moments like this.

He just wanted it.

That’s it.

Wasted, Katherine expressed her love for Marshall while hugging him.

Marshall smiled, but took that as some gibberish.

A drunkie losing sense of time and space could say anything.

They rolled over each other for half a night until they lied down to sleep.

Katherine cradled Marshall’s arms, sleeping soundly.

Marshall did not take much sleep.

He checked the time, it’s time to work.

Katherine was still sleeping soundly, her arms wrapping around Marshall’s waist, her legs intertwining with his, her face on her chest.

Slowly, he shoved her off him, got out of bed and grabbed his clothes.

He returned to his room and took a shower.

They had quite a lot of sex after their divorce.

Marshall seemed to have got used to it and did not put much thoughts in it.

He freshened himself quickly and drove to the company.

Katherine was still sleeping.

But she started to dream after Marshall left.

It was a confusing dream.

She dreamt that Marshall was on top of her, doing something she would be shy to say.

Cold as Marshall had been, he even said something sweet to her.

Katherine was exhilarated. Her mouth curved up even she was in dream.

When the sun reached its zenith, Katherine was waken by hunger.

When she opened her eyes to see the pendant lamp, she was still a little bewildered about her whereabouts.

Her head was a mess.

She lied on the bed, kicked the quilt aside.

Later, she touched her own body and then frowned.

She was naked.

How come?

It was her wont to wear pajamas in sleep.

Lying, Katherine took a look around, and then sat up slowly.

It’s her room, she knew it.

But she could barely remember how she got here.

She lowered her head to check her body.

She could sense some bodily abnormities too.

She hissed. What happened? Did I have sex with Marshall again?