Chapter 194 What Are You Doing Here


    Katherine and Hector strolled around some more in the mall after lunch, and Hector left when it was


    time.


    He had originally offered to escort Katherine home, but she shook her head. “I still have something to


    take care ofter, so no going home for me yet.”


    Hector nodded. “Then watch out for yourself while you’re out alone.”


    “Alright, I know.” Katherine beamed. As if anything was really going to happen in broad daylight.


    Katherine got out of the mall after Hector left. Raising her hand, she waved her bejeweled finger under


    the sun.


    Could one really give out this kind of stuff as a gift? Excuse her for being inexperienced, but she was


    under the impression that a ring had to be gifted between lovers. But then again, it was Mrs. Grant who


    purchased Katherine’s previous wedding ring, so technically it wasn’t given to her by Marshall, either.


    Well, that was disturbing, kind of.


    Katherine let out a sigh and tried to clear her mind. She then took a cab to the dessert store, and


    Margaret Hopkins was there talking on her phone.


    When she saw Katherine, Margaret pointed at her phone, and mouthed to Katherine that the call was


    from thendlord, who wasing very soon.


    Katherine, upon hearing that, hastily retreated from the store to call Peter, who had the same reaction


    as before, assuring her that he woulde over immediately.


    Katherine let out a sigh of relief in her mind. “I’ll stop worrying when you’re here.”


    “Don’t panic,” Peter said, “I won’t be long. Trust me with this.” And then he hang up.


    Katherine entered the dessert store and sat down on the side.


    “Thendlord said he was about to leave, so he should arrive soon.” Margaret said, smiling at her. “You


    should have a strategy to negotiate a lower rent. Business isn’t exactly booming in this part of town, so


    it won’t be cost-efficient for you if the rent’s too high.”


    “Got it.” Katherine nodded.


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    Peter’s car arrived before thendlord did. Katherine stood up and headed for the door even before


    Peter pulled over. But Peter wasn’t alone. Marshall was also there, getting off the car.


    That surprised Katherine.


    Marshall kept a neutral face as he walked over when he saw Katherine. “When’s thendlord gonna be


    here?”


    “Um,” Katherine said, “What are you doing here? Just Peter alone would do, you know.”


    Because after all, she was only just renting some ce, which seemed beneath the kind of thing that


    warranted Marshall’s presence.


    Marshall peeked inside the store. “I want to help out a little, since this is your first time doing business.”


    Katherine huffed.


    This damn guy. Why was he being so warm and caring all of a sudden, making her ufortable?


    And what was she supposed to think when he was being so nice to her after their divorce, and


    especially after they’d slept together a dozen times?


    It was in a woman’s nature to interpretation things. So she couldn’t help wondering if Marshall


    somehow grew feelings for her because they “clicked” physically. Yes, she felt ridiculous thinking like


    that, and she knew she was backing herself into a corner if she continued with that thought. Still, the


    thought couldn’t be contained by the heart.


    Peter walked over to them soon afterwards, sans his usual smirking attitude. “We’ve bothe to offer


    moral support. Maybe we’ll scare thendlord into lowering your rent.”


    Katherine chortled. “That’s a nice thought.”


    Only a couple of minutester, they saw thendlord driving towards them.


    Peter had parked his car in front of the store. Thendlord got out of his own car and took several looks


    at Peter’s. Even though she wasn’t a car connoisseur, Katherine knew that Peter’s was an expensive


    vehicle. That much was confirmed by thendlord’s surprised expression. Only after that did he register


    the three of them standing by the door.


    Margaret had walked out of her counter to greet thendlord. “Mr. Fischer, meet Katherine Jordan, the


    lady who wants to rent this ce.”


    Thendlord eyed Katherine briefly and nodded. “Hello.”


    “Hello,” Katherine smiled.


    Expressionless, Marshall turned around and headed into the store. “We’ll talk inside.”


    As if HE owned the ce.