CEO Proposed to His Ex-wife 99 Times

Chapter 376 The Man Inside You

Looking up at Margaret, Katherine asked, "Why do you care about that?"

With a pause, Margaret offered an awkward smile, "Nothing. I just… I'm just a little curious about the things between you guys. You know, sometimes it's really hard to tell the genuine and fake on the Internet."

With the corner of her mouth lifted, Katherine answered, "All I can tell you is that you don't have to really care about those rumors online. Many of them are just bullshit."

Margaret nodded, without asking anymore about that.

Katherine took the last sip of the cup of milk tea, stood up and was going to head back home and change her clothes. NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

Margaret stood up either, and accompanied Katherine to the doorway, "Sometimes, when I see all those ups and downs of your relationships, it really reminds me of finding myself a boyfriend."

Her words left Katherine in speechlessness for a moment. Then, Katherine looked back at Margaret, "Come on! You should love only when you truly fall in love, not when you are affected by others' stupid stories. Otherwise, everything will only turn out to be nothing at the end."

Margaret burst into laughter, "Ha! You're speaking like a philosopher!"

Katherine responded with a thin smile, "I'm just saying the true words inside me. Anyway, you will know when you meet someone you love."

With a pause, Katherine hesitated for a while and continued, "By the way, what will your Mr. Right look like?"

Stunned, Margaret conspicuously got into a panic, with her eyes wandering aimlessly.

Licking her lips, she answered, "Well, I wish he is someone who is strong enough to protect me, someone who can step out for me when I get into trouble, and someone who can fulfill my little wishes in our daily life."

Katherine nodded, thinking that it was quite reasonable.

After all, every girl needs nothing more than a sense of security in a romantic relationship.

Katherine answered, "That's something quite simple enough, honestly. As long as a man loves you, such things will not be something difficult for him."

Margaret said with a bashful smile, "I hope I have that romantic encounter soon."

Katherine responded with a joyful laugh. At this moment, she saw a taxi approach, and raised her arm to hail it.

Then, she turned back to Margaret, "Don't forget to order yourself a takeaway for lunch. You don't have to be on a diet, since you're already slim enough."

Margaret nodded, "OK, I get it."

As Katherine got on the car, she took a glance at Margaret, and noticed a longing for love had blossomed within her.

She had been recently paying extra attention to her image. Although she was by no means counted as obesity, she told Katherine that she was going to be moderate in eating. Changes could also be noticed from her dresses, which were totally different from those she used to wear.

What's more, she had even been to a hair salon and got herself a hairstyle a couple of days ago.

She could sense that this girl had fallen in love with someone.

'The yearning for love always seems as beautiful as such.' Katherine thought to herself, with a smile of relieve on her face.

She was wondering what exactly the man hidden underneath this young lady's heart would look like.

It was right at noon when Katherine arrived home. She changed her clothes and cooked something for lunch.

With the trays of dishes placed on the table, her phone rang.

She picked it up and discovered that an unknown local number was calling in.

After a while of hesitation, she put through the call.

The voice on the other end of the call sounded a little fuzzy, "Katherine, is that you?"

"Who are you?" Asked Katherine.

"Me? I'm your brother." Laughed the man.

His words stunned Katherine. "What? Wait a minute, are you drunk, man?"

At that moment, a burst of laughter sounded on the other end. It seemed that many people were around there.

A second later, the man said, "Yea, I'm drunk, and I need to you to come around and pick me up. Hurry!"

Katherine thought it was just a wrong call given by an inebriated sot, and hung it off without any hesitation.

After a while, the man called in again.

Vexed, Katherine put it through again and said in a warning manner, "Listen, man. If you're in trouble, you're free to call the cop for help. Stop doing this, or I will be the one who calls the cop."

The man laughed with a dull voice, "I'm Ralph, Katherine."

Stunned, Katherine asked, "What? But how did you know my phone number?"

On the other side, Ralph leant on a smoking car and answered, "Come around, and I will explain it later."Saying so, he hung off the phone, looked sidelong at the screen and sent Katherine his location.

The address showed that Ralph was on the national highway.

As she arrived, Katherine found that the front of Ralph's car had crashed in a shocking state, and that Ralph was sitting by the road, leaning on the fence as if he was asleep.

A group of traffic policemen were at the spot, taking photos and working on reconciliation between both sides.

Ralph's car had an accident with another private car, whose owner was stamping his feet with extreme rage.

And also, there was an unknown man standing by the police officers in panic.

Katherine walked to the front of Ralph, and asked, "What's wrong with you? How dare you ever drive after drinking! You're dicing with death!"

Strenuously, Ralph opened his bloodshot eyes and murmured in a drowsy tone, "I'm not the one who drove."

The policemen came up, and asked a few questions about Katherine's identity.

Ralph laughed, "This one is my sister! You guys can ask her if there is anything missing. And then…"

Ralph raised his finger and pointed at the panicked man, "Yes, there you are! That guy has nothing to do with this, just let him go! I got this!"

The man hurried to Ralph and expressed his gratitude.

Ralph waved his hand, "Watch out next time, dude!"

The man bowed repeatedly, and soon left.

Katherine was confused, and then turned to Ralph, "Who's that man?"

In consideration of that Ralph was not sober enough to give any concrete explanation, the police officer came up and explained everything to Katherine.

The man who had just left was a chauffeur, who was hired by Ralph and crashed other's car when he swerved.

Katherine looked back at Ralph, and heaved a sigh, "Fine, we'll take any possible liability if we have to."

Since Ralph was drunk, he was not able to go to the police office to go through all those procedures, nor was Katherine, who still needed to look after this drunkard.

After a while, they seemed to have reached an agreement with those police officers. Katherine decided to take Ralph home first, and called a trailer to tow his car away.

Supported by Katherine, Ralph said, "Don't tell my family about this, Katherine."It seemed that he was still sober enough to think and judge things.

Running out of options, Katherine took Ralph back to her house.

Standing in front of the door of Katherine's house, Ralph was still seemingly sober enough to support himself and stand firm. But after he got inside and caught sight of the sofa lying in the living room, he collapsed on it and fell asleep without any thought.

Scratching her head helplessly, Katherine didn't know what to do. Although she didn't feel like getting herself associated with the Walters, she failed to draw a clear line between her and the family.

Katherine had no other choice, but to call Margaret and tell her that she was not going to stay at home in the afternoon, since there was something she needed to deal with.

Margaret sounded in quite a good mood, "I understand. Don't worry, I can handle this, there are not many customers in the afternoon."

Katherine hung off the call, and leant on a gilder set aside.

Ralph was lying on the sofa, sound asleep. What remained unsolved inside Katherine's head was why Ralph got himself trashed under such broad daylight.

In the afternoon, Katherine got upstairs and was going to take a noon break as well.

As she lied down on the bed, she habitually picked up her phone and checked the social media.

The unknown woman again posted a picture of the logo of her store on Facebook.

Katherine failed to resist the impulse and left a comment under the post, asking the woman who she was.

At first, she thought that the one was Frances, but she soon desisted, since the arrogant woman would never share anything with Katherine on the social media, let alone the logo of her store.

No response was seen from the owner of the account. Pondering, Katherine tapped into the chat window with the woman, and asked her the same question directly.