Chapter 187 Don&##x27;t Blame Me

Marshall made a sigh. “Katherine, tell me the truth, do you like Hector?”

Katherine seemed to had fallen asleep again, she did not respond him.

But Marshall did not mind that, he just kept saying. “It’s not a big deal if you like him. But whoever the
person is, you have to spend enough time to know him, then you go out with him without having to be
alert. How long have you known him? And now you got the guts to get so wasted in front of him? What
are you thinking?”

Her head limping sideway, Katherine showed no sign of waking.

Marshall kept going. “The Bennett was a complicated family. You and Hector are not fit together. Hector
doesn’t have a voice in his family due to his birth. Your life with him would worse than in my family. You
gotta be aware of that.”

He gazed at Katherine, looking kind of helpless. “I had promised grandpa to treat you well, so I have to
trust you to someone reliable. Katherine, you gotta be discreet too, find someone who you can rely, you
know that?”

Katherine knew nothing now. She was not even dreaming, she was just sleeping soundly.

Marshall helped washed her limbs, and then tried to haul her out of the tub.

But that made Katherine feel uncomfortable.

Sodden, the underwear was sticking on her skin.

She pulled the strips off her shoulders.

And then she reached her hands to her back. “It’s so uncomfortable.”



Marshall let out a breath, and pressed Katherine’s hands down, “I know you’re uncomfortable, but at
least let me leave here before you take it off.”

But Katherine would not listen.

She shook his hands off, and peeled her upper body naked deftly.

Marshall ground his teeth and went to grab a towel.

But soon as he returned, Katherine had stripped herself totally naked.

Fuming, Marshall gritted his teeth and wrapped Katherine in the towel.

Then he held her up in his arms.

Katherine moaned in discomfort. “I want to puke, I’m dizzy…”

Annoying.

Marshall put her back on the bed.

He reached for the pajamas and put them on Katherine.

Maybe the bath had sobered Katherine a little, she sat up abruptly on the bed.

Innocently, she looked at Marshall.

She was oblivious of the current situation.

But Marshall somehow dared not look at Katherine now.

She reminded him of the night of their wedding.



She was like this on the wedding night, confused and innocent.

Marshall turned his back to her. “Here’re the pajamas, put them on.”

Katherine murmured, and the crawled towards Marshall.

She muttered. “Marshall, I’m cold.”

For sure you are. You had no cloth on, and there’s still water dripping down from you.

But Marshall dared not even listen to her voice now.

His was not in total control of his brain, some lascivious scenes kept popping up.

Katherine got out of the bed and hug Marshall from behind. “Marshall, I’m scared.”

Marshall raised his head, “Go back to the bed, lie down and sleep, everything will be fine when you
wake.”

Katherine’s head was in a mess now, she lost track of time.

Her voice was low. “Don’t blame me, I want grandpa to be well too.”

Marshall frowned and said nothing.

Katherine then added. “But I never said our marriage would bring luck to grandpa.”

Marshall was still silent, so Katherine let go of him and took a round to stand in front of him. “Marshall,
are you really mad now?”

She just stood there naked as if Marshall were dead or a eunuch.



Marshall averted his eyes. “Go take a rest, I’ll leave.”

He then tried to pass her to get to the door.

But Katherine threw herself in his arms. “No, you’re going to the den again. You’re my husband, but
you always sleep in the den.”


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