Chapter 326 I May Even Hate You


    Hector was lying t on his stomach, the same position Katherine was in. There was a significant


    distance between the two of them, and Hector was wearing his own clothes.


    Katherine blinked briefly before using all her might to repress her startled shrieks. She rapidly sat up on


    the bed and took a good look at herself.


    Of course, she and Hector were people with good manners. It was apparent that nothing had happened


    between the two of them. Still, Katherine felt her stomach twist with worry and a tiny pinch of


    uneasiness.


    Katherine stood up next to the bed and stared at Hector for quite some time. She felt the need to wake


    him up and reason with him, but in reality, she had no idea what she would say if she did.


    Katherine debated with herself for a good while before she finally went to a guestroom toplete her


    toilette routine.


    The one Katherine went into was Marshall’s old room, and some of Marshall’s belongings were still


    there. When Katherine entered, she inspected on those items and tossed everything into the trash bin.


    It didn’t make sense to keep his things when the owner himself was no longer staying there.


    Katherine intentionally stalled as she brushed her teeth and washed her face. After she was done, she


    strolled sluggishly back to her own room.


    As she stood in front of her door, she was uncertain as to whether she should get in and wake Hector


    up. It would be weird if she didn’t do it, since that meant Hector would continue to sleep on her bed. But


    if she did, she hadn’t the faintest idea how to face Hector and rationally talk through this. Whatever she


    chose to do, it would be an extremely awkward situation.


    The door to her room was open. When she dawdled over to the room to glimpse on her bed, she found


    it empty.


    Katherine blinked in surprise. Did he leave? That was unlikely, since Hector would have the basic


    decency to notify her if he wanted to leave. So she tentatively called Hector’s name.


    “Here!” came his voice from the ground floor.


    Katherine thus made her way towards the staircase.


    Hector was indeed downstairs, except he wasn’t alone.


    Standing at the upper end of the staircase, Katherine froze before her brows slowly creased into a


    frown.


    Downstairs, Marshall looked livid as he looked up at her.


    Katherine knew that Marshall probably misread the situation. Everybody would! So she opened her


    mouth to speak, but the words came out wrong. “What are you doing here so early in the morning?”


    Marshall’s tone was icy cold, just like his face. “What, did I interrupt you two mid-frolicking?”


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    Hector smiled as he talked to Katherine. “You should get changed now. We are going to have a lot to


    do at the store, so we might as well have breakfast outside.”


    Katherine pursed her lips but didn’t mind.


    Downstairs, Marshall spoke again. “You know what, Katherine? You exceed my expectations. That is


    speedy of you.”


    Katherine understood his insinuation immediately. She had just talked about how she liked Hector but


    hadn’t confessed her feelings yet, and now they appeared to be living together. Speedy indeed.


    Inexplicably, Katherineughed. “So congratte me then.”


    Silent, Marshall red at Katherine without looking away for a split second.


    Katherine added, “What do you want this time? Did you forget something here, or are you making


    another delivery for me? Whatever it is, I want you to sort it out once and for all and don’t ever show up


    again. I’m already bored of this game even if you haven’t given up ying…”


    Just as she finished speaking, Marshall made the sudden move to march over to the staircase in a few


    quick strides. He was so quick that Hector barely had time to react. Katherine did instinctively try to


    react, but it was toote since Marshall had already materialized himself right in front of her.


    Marshall grabbed one of Katherine’s shoulders and pushed her against the wall with force. “Do I look


    like sucker to you?”


    Hector had climbed the stairs, too, and rushed over. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?”


    Marshall’s hand grabbed a little too hard and it hurt Katherine’s shoulder. And her back hurt, too, from


    being pushed forcefully against the wall. Weirdly, she felt like it was a familiar scene.


    Katherine palmed her neck as she demanded angrily, “Why are you doing this again? Do you look like


    a sucker or is it really me who looks like a sucker?”


    Hector tried again to pull Marshall away, but Marshall, after only a second of pause, abruptly let go of


    Katherine before he turned around to aim a punch in Hector’s direction.


    Nobody saw thating, least of all Hector, so the punchnded squarely in his face and made him


    stumble on his feet.


    Katherine was truly startled. Hector was going topete in a talent show, and an injured face would


    seriously hold him back in his pursuit.


    Katherine let out a shriek. “Marshall Grant, you son of a bitch.”


    Pushing Marshall to the side, Katherine ran to Hector and inspected his face. “Are you okay? Did it


    hurt?”


    Marshall looked gloomy as he remarked, “Wow, you really care about him, huh?”


    Katherine whipped her head around to re at Marshall as she yelled, “Why are you losing your shit in


    my ce, you cold bastard? And who are you to go about hitting people? I’ve told you time and again


    that you should know you’re only my ex-husband. We’re divorced. It’s done! We don’t have anything to


    do with each other anymore, and you have got to stop interfering with my life. Now, I beg of you, stop


    showing up at my ce, because I really, really don’t like you. What’s more, I think I may even hate


    you.”


    Marshall started to look a little manic. “Katherine.”


    But Katherine wasn’t afraid this time. She opened her eyes wide as she said, “What else have you got,


    other than hitting me?”


    Marshall truly froze at that question, and his almost thunderous expression shut down for a second.


    After a long time, Marshall asked with a forcedugh, “I only ever hit you?”


    Katherine had on an even colder expression on her face. “Leave, please. I don’t want to see your face


    right now.”


    Marshall nodded slowly. “Fine, fine, I’ll leave. But before I do, I’ve got a question for you, and I want you


    to answer me honestly.” Pointing a finger at Hector, he asked, “Did this guy stay here for the nightst


    night?”


    Katherine was so angry that sheughed out loud. “Why do you even bother to ask when you’ve


    witnessed everything with your own eyes? Yes, he did.”


    Marshall pursed his lips for a while before heughed, his face turning even more impossibly manic.


    “My bad. Looks like something is seriously wrong with me.”


    Hector, standing upright on the side, dabbed off the blood at the corner of his mouth and was sporting


    an extremely serious expression – a wholly different look from his usual image of a gracefully-


    mannered gentleman. Looking at Marshall, he said, “Mr. Grant, I’m afraid you’ve crossed a line there.


    See, you should understand that you and Kathy are now divorced, and that Kathy is with me now.”


    After that, Hector turned around with a sigh to help Katherine take care of her hair, looking worried


    about her. “Don’t be scared. Get changed now and we’ll grab breakfastter.”


    Katherine, long-faced, gave Marshall a quick scan out of the corner of her eye and hesitated to do


    Hector’s bidding.


    Hector pushed her gently. “Don’t worry, Kathy. It’s going to be fine. You go get changed, and I’ll talk to


    him.”


    But Katherine was not to trust Marshall after what’d just happened. “You can’t take him.”


    Marshall turned around. “Yes, don’t worry, Kathy. I won’ty a finger on your sweetheart.”


    Marshall could be a rash guy, but he always kept his promise. ordingly, Katherine, though her lips


    were still pursed, turned to walk away after asking Hector to be careful.


    When she walked into her room, she took a quick nce to find Marshall and Hector exactly where


    they were, standing very still.


    Katherine locked the door from the inside and got changed quickly. After that, she didn’t get out


    immediately, but decided to sit down on the bed.


    What the hell was her life.


    Upset, Katherine bent down and ran her fingers through her hair. How did she end up drinking all the


    beer, so much so that she didn’t even realize it when Hector came in?


    She didn’t think Hector did it on purpose, because after all, nothing had happened. It was probably


    because Hector, also drunk himself, saw an open door and decided to invite himself in.


    Katherine remained sitting like that for a while before Hector finally came knocking on her door. “Kathy,


    let’s go get breakfast now.”


    Katherine let out a breath and went over to open the door. In the hallway, Hector was the only one


    there.


    Katherine checked out the staircase as she asked, “Is Marshall gone?”


    “Yes,” said Hector.


    Katherine bit her lips, unsure whether she should be sad or relieved.


    In the end, she went out with Hector with no makeup on.


    Marshall, however, didn’t actually leave. Having parked his car nearby, Marshall was staring at the front


    gate of Katherine’s residence from there.


    He caught sight of Katherine and Hector the minute they walked out the door. Katherine said


    something, which made Hector lean over to brush on her hair for her. They were standing quite close to


    each other, and the way they interacted with each other looked pretty close, too.


    Marshall gritted his teeth. “I must be really crazy, Katherine, to allow you the opportunity of humiliating


    me like this.”