Chapter 565 An Extraordinary Cause of Love

Marshall laughed. “It is obvious. How could I not know?”

He had known it since Katherine mentioned Clara when they got divorced.

Katherine hummed and said in a sweet voice, “I thought you knew nothing.”

Marshall held her tight. “I used to see things simple.”

Katherine opened her mouth but said nothing. She thought it would be endlessly bothering if she
haggled over every ounce of the past and it was time to let go. And such things weren’t worth wasting
time.

They stayed in the bamboo grove for a long time.

Kyle had called. He saw Marshall’s Facebook Moments and heard the news of their remarriage. He
sounded unsurprised and just laughed to ask for a meal and a celebration.

Kyle seemed not to be sharp as usual. He used to be the first one to get the news and call to inquire no
matter what happened and whoever it was.

But it had been a while before he called Marshall today.

Katherine stood on her toes and said on Marshall's phone, “Kyle, you are so late. Tell me, is it all about
Miss Mitchell?”

Kyle laughed and was no longer hesitant like before.

“What? Are you kidding me? That lady has got into some trouble these days. I just went to help. And
she begged me to. Or I wouldn’t even have talked to her.”

And then he said to himself, “Oh, man! I’m so generous. No one can be like me.”



He was such a boaster that Katherine couldn’t stand.

Marshall laughed as well and said, “I hear that Officer Mitchell has a nice operation going in her gym
and many of her fellows go there.”

Speaking of this, Kyle sneered. “Those guys mean nothing to me.”

Marshall remembered Kyle was a holding-grudges type. Although those people hadn’t drastically
offended Kyle as Rosie Mitchell had, he wouldn’t be nice to them because they had given him a hard
time.

Marshall persuaded him, “Try to be nicer. What those people did were not meant to you. You don’t have
to make it worse. You do business and should know that one more friend one more option.”

Kyle was too proud of himself and believed that he could handle everything on his own and find his
ways to Rome without others’ help.

Thus he said, “I don’t need them. I can do whatever I want and I really don’t care about those poseurs.”

Marshall could do nothing about him. But he was in a good mood today and hence he didn’t sound
miffed.

“Kyle, it’s not good for you. Never be so sure because anything could happen.”

Marshall used to a super confident man but he met his Waterloo again and again since he knew
Katherine. Now he learned to compromise and drop his pride.

Kyle hadn’t met with setbacks so he couldn’t understand what Marshall said. But he was firm and
confident.

He said, “I told you, I was born proud. No one can knock me down and make me give in.”



The more he talked, the further he strayed from the point.

Katherine couldn’t stand for it and said with a laughter, “All right, Kyle. We can find some time to have a
meal together. But it’s quite windy here. We need to go.”

Kyle heard the sound of the wind on the phone. He responded, “OK. I just called to congratulate to you.
I am happy for you guys. Bye!” Then he hung up the phone.

Katherine smacked her lips and said to Marshall, “I have a feeling Miss Mitchell could be Kyle’s
Waterloo someday.”

Marshall smiled and put his phone down. He hugged her and said, “Don’t you notice he’s been talking
about Miss Mitchell all the time? I’ve known him for long. Although we had few contacts for some
whiles, I’ve never seen him be like this.”

Katherine blinked and thought for a moment. She did remember Kyle had never mentioned which
lady’s name in front of Marshall before. However, he seemed to be emotional whenever speaking of
Rosie Mitchell.

Was Kyle different from ordinary people in feelings and relationships? His feeling for Miss Mitchell
seemed to be begot by hate and the more he hated her, the more he cared about her.

‘This is quite interesting,’ Katherine thought.

Then she found out that Marshall seemed to be the same with Kyle. The only difference was that the
relationship between Marshall and her was not so strained as Kyle and Rosie’s.

After all, it was Katherine that had been chasing Marshall at first and she had been really nice to him.

Katherine and Marshall hung around for a moment and felt the dinner was almost over. So they went
down back to the house slowly.



As they were heading to the atrium from the back yard, the dinner was over and other family members
except Old Mrs. Grant were going in their direction, ready to go home.

Carson watched Katherine come towards them and sighed with emotions.

“Marshall’s baby will be born before long and we’re gonna be great-uncles and great-aunts.”

Ronnie echoed and said, “Yes. Time flies.”

Lydia was a bit annoyed. She argued, “Don’t take them too seriously. We’re gonna be grandparents as
well when Lucas has his own babies.”

Carson glared at her and was unsatisfied with her gentle but cold words. He said sternly, “Shut up. You
just can’t let people be happy, can you? Do yo have to be so mean?”

Lydia felt irritated but she said nothing in the end.

Katherine and Marshall came forward. Marshall greeted them but Katherine merely put on a smile.

Lydia turned her back not to see them and talked with Maria. Her actions were intentional making
Carson feel embarrassed.

However, Katherine and Marshall didn’t care as they thought Lydia was too childish.

Katherine had no conflicts with her and no relationships with Lucas. It was mean and unreasonable for
her to act like this.

Therefore, after simple greetings, Marshall went upstairs with Katherine.

Old Mrs. Grant was standing at the door of the atrium accompanied by Frances. It was late and
Frances was not leaving yet. She probably would stay here for a night.



Katherine recalled that Frances was silent at dinner this evening, just like her. Maybe she also felt it
hard to say something in someone else’s home.

It looked like that a piece of paper could really work sometimes.

Seeing Katherine and Marshall come close, Frances gave them a smile.

“You are back. I was thinking about you and wanted to say goodbye to you.”

Katherine was a little surprised. “Won’t you stay?”

Frances looked embarrassed. She declined, “No. I’m going home.”

Khalid wasn’t here and no one knew where he was.

Old Mrs. Grant chimed in with Katherine and said, “It’s late. You can stay here for one night.”

But Frances was still unwilling. “I’d like to, but I am afraid there will be gossip...No, thank you.”

She actually feared Mrs. Mason would say her undisciplined.

Old Mrs. Grant sighed and said, “Fine. When I’m done with your mother, we can talk about the things
later.”

Marshall looked at Frances and asked deliberately, “Do you need me to drive you
home?”

Katherine recalled that Frances was silent at dinner this evening, just like her. Maybe she also felt it
hard to say something in someone else’s home.

It looked like that a piece of paper could really work sometimes.

Seeing Katherine and Marshall come close, Frances gave them a smile.
“You are back. | was thinking about you and wanted to say goodbye to you.”

Katherine was a little surprised. “Won't you stay?”

Frances looked embarrassed. She declined, “No. I’m going home.”

Khalid wasn’t here and no one knew where he was.

Old Mrs. Grant chimed in with Katherine and said, “It’s late. You can stay here for one night.”
But Frances was still unwilling. “I'd like to, but | am afraid there will be gossip...No, thank you.”

She actually feared Mrs. Mason would say her undisciplined.

Old Mrs. Grant sighed and said, “Fine. When I’m done with your mother, we can talk about the things
later.”

Marshall looked at Frances and asked deliberately, “Do you need me to drive you
home?”



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