CEO Proposed to His Ex-wife 99 Times

Chapter 577 Sending Her away

reading more on https://hotnovelpub.com After lunch, Marshall didn’t leave right away.

They chatted for a while downstairs and Katherine felt a bit sleepy, so Marshall followed her upstairs and lay next to her.

He patted her on shoulder gently and put Katherine to sleep gently.

Katherine was lying on her side and her pregnancy belly was quite obvious.

Marshall put his hand on it and caressed.

He can’t feel any fetal movement yet and didn’t know how was the baby now.

He pecked Katherine on the forehead and went downstairs.

Old Mrs. Grant had left for the Masons and Frances was watching TV downstairs.

She looked quite bored.

Marshall said, “I got to leave now.”

Frances nodded, “Can you come home on time tonight?”

Marshall hesitated for a bit, “I’ll try to come home early.”

Frances answered, “Katherine is pregnant now and tends to think too much in her current state. She would feel sad if don’t spend enough time with her.”

Marshall let out a long breath, “Okay, got it.”

He then left the mansion.

Peter was waiting for him and got on the car as soon as he drove to the national road.

Peter then said, “The police had taken statements of Kyra and Husky. They had also gone to the place that locked up Kyra yesterday. They had some targets, but we didn’t know the exact information yet.”

He then continued, “I contacted Kyra several minutes ago and she said that there is a batch of goods hiding in the casino now which is probably intended to be checked by Mr. Henderson, but we suspected that they would transfer the goods now that Kyra and Husky were arrested.”

Marshall nodded, “That’s exactly what I want.”

How can he make any moves if they didn’t transfer any goods?

Sitting in the living room of the Henderson Residence, Clara was quite edgy.

Mr. Henderson came back at around midnight last night and went out early in the morning.

Clara called Marshall this morning, but he didn’t pick up.

He didn’t return any of her calls for the past couple of days.

She can feel that something major was going to happen.

Sitting on the sofa, Clara pinched at her phone and wanted to text Marshall to remind him, but before she can even think of how to phrase it, her mom was acting up again.

She ran down the stairs herself and said that she saw Jakub.

She stared at one spot of the living room and begged Jakub not to leave.

Clara went to hug her and soothed her again and again.

Mrs. Henderson was utterly burnt out because of all the wailing and crying.

Collapsing down on the ground, she looked miserable.

Clara’s eyes were also welling up. She was also heartbroken to mention Jakub.

Hearing all the noises downstairs, Old Mr. Henderson came out of his room and looked at the crying Mrs. Henderson indifferently.

He didn’t say anything till Mrs. Henderson was too weak to cry, “When are you going to stop it? Nobody would feel peaceful if you continue acting up.”

Clara paused and looked up.

It was probably because of the bad lighting, but Old Mr. Henderson looked quite vile against the light.

The shred of hope that she had for the Hendersons instantly disappeared.

Mrs. Henderson had absolutely no hope for life, and no one seemed to care about her in this family.

She knew that the Hendersons was quite cold-blooded.

But it seemed that she only got to realize how ferocious they can really be at this moment.

Clara instantly felt hurt.

Old Mr. Henderson continued coldly, “Lock your mom up. If she acts up ever again, we would just send her to a nursing home. She is literally driving us all crazy.”

Clara remained silent and didn’t say anything.

Mrs. Henderson also quieted down after being yelled by Old Mr. Henderson.

Clara hugged Mrs. Henderson tightly and stroked her back.

Before Old Mr. Henderson went in his room, he said, “For god’s sake. Why is she acting like that everyone in this family died?”

Clara sneered after Old Mr. Henderson entered his room.

Why should she protect a family like this!

What was she worried about?

It would be better if this family fell apart!

Clara held Mrs. Henderson and escorted her back to her room.

Mrs. Henderson was all tears and claimed that she really saw Jakub.

Clara gazed at Mrs. Henderson and answered in a while, “Mom, do you want to leave here? You might feel better in a new environment.

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Mrs. Henderson sobbed, “I would be the same in any places. I can’t live without my Jakub.”

Clara patted Mrs. Henderson’s shoulder gently, “Just leave here, okay? No one cares about you here. I will go to meet you when I sort out everything here. All right?”

Mrs. Henderson looked up slowly and nodded in a while.

She was choked up with sobs and can’t even utter a word.

Clara then started choosing places immediately for Mrs. Henderson to live.

She surly can’t let her still live in this city for the Hendersons was unstable right now and she would probably be triggered if she saw some breaking news about this family on TV.

Clara chose a few places and waited for Mr. Henderson to come home to tell him her thoughts.

Mr. Henderson answered without any hesitation, “Just send her away. She is making us all uncomfortable now.”

Clara raised the corner of her mouth silently and sneered.

Well, well. How heartless can the Hendersons be?

No one would care to ask how can Mrs. Henderson live alone and all saw her as a burden and was dying to cast her away.

Clara felt deeply hurt.

She then asked, “When should I send her away then? After Jakub’s memorial day?”

Mr. Henderson waved his hand, “The sooner the better. If we don’t send her away now, who knows what crazy things she would do at the memorial?”

Clara nodded, “Okay, I will do what you said and send my mom away in a day or two.”

He didn’t even ask where was Mrs. Henderson going to live.

He just answered, “Yeah, it’s up to you.”

Clara meant to discuss with Mr. Henderson which place would be the best for Mrs. Henderson.

But she really didn’t see the need to talk about it with him now.Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

Clara slowly heaved a sigh, “Got it.” reading more on https://hotnovelpub.com