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Chapter 431 Frances Doesn’t Trust Clara Anymore

Katherine ate late in the morning and wasn't hungry yet. She put down the folks after a few bites.

Frances watched her with concerns and said, "What's the matter? Do you like the food? Shall we order something else?"

Katherine wiped his mouth and replied, "No, I'm not that hungry. That's all I need. I don't need to eat that much."

Frances waited and said, "It's OK. I'll go home soon and let Darcie get some soup for you. She's so good at it. The one I brought you last time was her work."

Katherine still remembered how good that was.

She nodded and agreed, "OK, she's a great cook."

Frances and Margaret also put the food down after a few bites. Then they sat aside and watched the guys eating.

Katherine sat there for a while and suddenly felt nauseous.

It might be something she just ate. She felt as if there was a storm in her stomach, which kept bringing everything up to her throat.

She paused for a second and stood up. "Hang on a second. I need some fresh air."

Frances knew what she wanted as soon as she heard that. She also stood up and said, "I'll go with you."

Margaret thought for a while and followed them, too. "I need to get some fresh air, too. Let the guys drink."

They walked out of the room, and Katherine ran directly to the restaurant's gate.

She stood by and took a deep breath. Finally, she could no longer hold it back. She bent over and retched.

Frances patted her back and said in a low voice, "The first trimester is always the most troublesome. The second trimester should be better. You'll be able to eat and sleep well.

Margaret wanted to help Katherine catch a breath, but she was taken aback as soon as she heard Frances's words. She asked, "Katherine, are you pregnant?"

Katherine didn't answer. Frances did it for her, "Yes, one month till now. It's said to be the hardest time."

Margaret stopped walking towards Katherine. After a pause, she laughed, "Really? That's good news! I was wondering why Mr. Grant looked different today. He looked very happy."

Frances pat Katherine's back gently and said, "Yes, this is a turning point for Marshall."

Katherine found herself tearing up because of vomiting. She stood up and took a deep breath. "I've never expected it to be so hard."

Frances tweeted and said, "I can't imagine what you had to put up with on your way home early on."

Katherine forced a smile and said, "It was fine. I felt much easier at that time than now."

Margaret stared at Katherine's pale face for a while. Then she chuckled, "How nice! You're a mom now! That's great!"

It had taken quite a while for Marshall to finish the meal with them. Katherine had waited for so long that she was sleepy.

Frances looked at Katherine and felt a bit concerned about her. Therefore, she told Marshall that she was leaving with Katherine first. Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

Now that Frances and Katherine were leaving, Magaret decided to stay no longer, either.

She looked at Eden. It seemed that he was getting along well with other people, and they were having fun.

Margaret didn't want to spoil their fun, so she left Eden here and told him she was going to the shop.

Eden was bolder than usual, probably because he was tipsy. For the first time, he held Margret's hand in front of so many people.

He smiled and said, "Drive safely. I'll get to you later.."

Margaret looked at Eden, and then her eyes shifted to Marshall unconsciously.

Marshall didn't look back at her. He was talking to Ralph. He had drunk a lot, but he still looked clear and sober.

Margaret took her eyes back and smiled at Eden. "OK, see you."

She walked out of the gate and found that Katherine and Frances were waiting. She smiled and held Katherine's arms. Then she said, "Let's go. Watch your step."

Katherine and Furnaces sent Margaret to the shop and then went back home.

When Margaret got out of the car, she looked back at Katherine and said in a low voice, "Go back and get recovered. Don't worry. We can take care of the business of the shop."

Katherine looked at Margaret and said gently, "I have never had any doubts about you. We're on the same side."

Margaret paused and nodded. "Yes, we're on the same side."

Katherine leaned against the chair and closed her eyes as the car drove out, seemingly asleep.

Frances chuckled and popped out a question from nowhere, "Do you have any idea what you're faced with now?"

Katherine felt dizzy. She didn't even hear the whole question, so she hummed, "Huh?"

Frances looked outside and said, "It's fine. Just take a rest. I'll wake you up when we get home."

She looked into the rear-view mirror, yet the shop was already out of her sight.

Margaret was a bright girl. She knew what she should do and what she shouldn't.

When Katherine arrived home, she got upstairs almost crawling. She didn't know how she made her way to the bed. She felt like having passed out.

Frances was also tired. She told Darcie about the dinner and then went upstairs to rest.

As soon as she entered the room, the phone rang.

She was pretty surprised because her phone was like an accessory to her. Few people would give her a call.

She fetched her PJ and then checked the phone as she got changed. She laughed out when she saw the name.

It turned out to be Clara.

She had called Clara quite a few times, and Clara answered every time; however, she always said she was busy.

Frances found that was funny. She wanted to ask her why she wasn't busy now.

She saw Clara go shopping with her mother, and they seemed leisure.

Frances didn't pick up the phone at first. As soon as she put on her PJ, Clara called again.

Frances then picked it up slowly and answered in her common tongue, "What's up, Clara?"

Clara sounded happy, too, which was totally different from what she said. She told Frances she was swamped with business.

Clara replied, "Where are you now? Do you have time for dinner tonight?"

Frances laughed, "Why? I thought you were busy."

Clara hummed and said, "Yes, I am, but I'm feeling too tired to work overtime today. I need a break."

Frances hummed as a reply and didn't continue.

Clara pondered and continued, "I went shopping with my mom today and saw you guys. I was surprised that Marshall and Katherine are so close now."

Frances said, "Yeah. They just couldn't help it. Nobody can take them away from each other now."

After that, she said earnestly, "I really wanted to match-make you and Marshall before because Katherine's family background is much too inferior to Marhsall's. They weren't from the same social class. Now it turned out they were getting along with each other very well. So I've decided not to get in their way, or that may affect my relationship with Marshall."

Clara was immediately speechless.

Judging by what Frances just said, it seemed that she would stay away from Katherine and Marshall's relationship.

After a long time, Clara laughed without much change in her tone, "Is that so?"

Frances said, "Yeah, and as for dinner tonight... I'm afraid I won't be able to make it. Katherine had already invited me to dinner, and I said yes. Marshall will join us, too. You know, he and I weren't getting along with each other very well. There was even tension between us. I'd like to take the chance and settle with him. As for our dinner... Let's make it another day when we are not that busy. What do you think?"

She was saying what Clara had said to refuse her.

Frances somehow felt very lovely after she said that. She admitted that sometimes she could be a bit vindictive."

No matter how many times she had told herself to be tolerant, she would only be cheating herself, because of Clara's numerous rejections before.

In fact, she was pretty upset because of that.

Clara hummed. She might still be smiling. She said, "OK, let's meet when we both have time."

She then added, "I'll try to finish my works as soon as I can, and then I'll have more time. You can tell me if you have time. We met in a hurry today and didn't even have the time to talk. I'm sorry."

Frances agreed happily, "It has been quite a while since the last time we met. We should have a meal together and chat someday."

"Exactly," Clara replied.