Chapter 134 Making Excuses
Chapter 134 Making Excuses
Katherine had just eaten a brunch and was not hungry at all now.
She continued to lie on the yoga mat and meditate.
Marshall sat on the sofa, and his cell phone rang soon.
He thought it was the takeout service.
It turned out to be Mrs. Grant's call.
He looked at Katherine, thinking that she was asleep over there.
He thought for a moment and answered the phone.
Mrs. Grant said tonelessly, "Marshall, are you off work?"
Marshall said, "What's the matter? Is something wrong at home?"
Mrs. Grant paused and added, "No. It’s Clara. She comes to visit me."
Marshall remembered that Clara said on the phone last night that she would come to see Mrs. Grant.
He said OK.
Mrs. Grant added, "If you have nothing to do at noon, come back for dinner. I cooked several dishes. It’s all your favorite."
Marshall did not look at the time. "No. It's too much trouble."
Mrs. Grant sighed. "No trouble. Why don't you go there later in the afternoon? They’ll say nothing."
Marshall still said no, but before he added something, he heard the voice of Clara over there.
Clara was helping Mrs. Grant and asked her with a smile, "Auntie, which plate is better for this dish?"
Mrs. Grant replied to her, and then said to Marshall, "Fine, if you don't come back at noon, then come back tonight."
Marshall sighed and agreed.
And then he hung up the phone.
Katherine was lying still and seemed to fell asleep.
Marshall waited for a while, and the delivery man came.
He went outside and brought in the lunch boxes.
He ordered a lot of things that were packed in two handbags.
Marshall went to the dining room.
As soon as he walked by, Katherine opened her eyes.
It smelt fucking good.
It was much more attractive than their conversation just now.
Katherine did not move. Marshall put the food on the table and then stood at the door of the dining room, staring at Katherine lying nearby.
He said in a soft and low voice. "If you are awake, come and eat together." Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.
After thinking about it, Katherine sat up at once. "Man. Why did you talk so loudly on the phone? You woke me up."
She said and went to the dining room.
Marshall had ordered so much food. It was even enough for three people.
All the dishes were ready.
Katherine sat down. "You ordered so much. It seems such a waste."
Marshall sat opposite her. "I’ve counted you in."
Katherine curled her lips and stopped making excuses.
They kept silent while eating.
Sitting face to face, Marshall could see her table manners.
She was really unconstrained.
But he felt a little comfortable.
Marshall had to go to work in the afternoon, so he ate a little faster. He had already put down his chopsticks before Katherine finished eating.
He took the paper towel and wiped his hands. "I'll go first. Take your time."
Clara waved her hand. "Go ahead. I’ll eat them all."
Marshall glanced at her gently before leaving.
Katherine ate more casually after Marshall had left.
She felt so delighted to eat so much delicious food.
Marshall left directly for the company.
However, when he just arrived at the door of the company and did not enter the hall, he saw someone standing at the front desk of the hall.
It was Sam Thompson, the boss of WF Group.
How dare he to visit here?
Marshall kept walking and went straight in.
He did not look at the front desk and walked straight to the elevator.
But Sam was still pestering over there, requiring to meet Marshall.
However, because Marshall was not in the company and Same had not made an appointment in advance, the receptionist kept explaining to him that he could not go upstairs.
Sam looked back while talking to the receptionist and saw Marshall.
He rushed over. "Mr. Grant. Hello, Mr. Grant. Mr. Grant?"
Marshall did not even look at him. He went to the elevator, pressed the open key, and went in directly.