CEO Proposed to His Ex-wife 99 Times

Kyle was a doer. He asked Katherin to call Marshall immediately, telling him to come over tonight.
He also asked Frances to call Khalid and Nicolas, seeming to have forgotten how embarrassing their last dinner was.
The more, the merrier.
Frances stopped him quickly, "Mr. Dixon won't be available. I'll call Khalid over."
It was apparent enough who she favored more.
Kyle wasn't familiar with Nicolas. He nodded and agreed, "That's okay."
He then went out of the room and asked the servant to prepare dinner.
The Kyle that people were familiar with seemed to have returned.
Katherin was leaning on the mahjong table. She couldn't help laughing.
Kyle's recent emotions were almost all influenced by Rosie.
Katherin called Marshall after a while, telling him to come over for dinner.
Marshal hesitated, saying that he already had a plan.
Katherin didn't insist. She let him do his job, which wasn't a very big deal. It was just a casual get-together dinner; it doesn't
matter if one or two people were missing.
Marshall hummed and added, "I'll finish my work as early as I can and try to make it there."
Katherin didn't ask him what he was going to do. She only told him repeatedly to stay safe.
Marshall smiled. "No worries, no one dares to touch me."
Katherine felt relieved seeing him being so confident.
After hanging up the phone, Katherine looked at Frances. She still hadn't called Khalid yet.
She still seemed undecided.

Katherin said with a smile, "Just call him. Don't be shy.
Frances tucked her hair and said, "I don't know where to get started."
Marshall might be able to pick Khalid up if he could make it here, and in that way, she wouldn't need to invite Khalid by herself.
Katherin laughed, "There's no need to think about it. You two are getting along very well now. It's just a dinner invitation. I think
it's pretty casual."
Frances felt that she was thinking too much, given how bold she used to be. She was calling him over for dinner, and there was
nothing hard about it.
Frances took a deep and stood up. Phone in hand, she said, "I'm going out and call him."
Katherin didn't speak. She sighed after Frances left the room.
She had told Frances to be more affectedly distant, but now it seemed that Frances had overdone it.
She needed to be more proactive.
Frances stepped out of the chamber and stood by the window in the corridor.
She didn't know why she felt so embarrassed.
Khalid had visited her at her residence and said something ambiguous.
He asked her which place was more comfortable, her present residence or their old house.
She didn't know how to answer that question, so she said they were both fine.
Khalid smiled and said that her place looked so cozy; he almost had the urge to move in.
Frances felt butterflies in her stomach.
She was also afraid that she was thinking too much.
But she also somehow felt she was right.
The hesitation made her nervous every time she wanted to call Khalid.

That was something she had never felt even when she was young.
She had a blind date with Khalid back then, and to be honest, she wasn't very satisfied with Khalid.
It was not because of his appearance or family background; it was because she knew Khalid once fell in love with Cora before
her.
She didn't want to be a substitute for others, so she didn't agree to date him at first.
However, her family insisted that Khalid was a proper choice, and she didn't have a spare choice at that time, so she finally
agreed.
She and Khalid got married without other processes like dating or proposal. Then they started to go through the ups and downs
of their life.
In the end, Frances was a bit unsure whether it was love or just family ties between her and Khalid.
Frances hesitated for a while and finally made the call.
Khalid picked it up very soon. His voice was calm and gentle. "What's wrong?"
Frances tried to make herself sound natural. "Do you want to have dinner together tonight?"
Khalid laughed, "Okay."
Frances continued, "At Kyle's club. Katherine is here, too."
Khalid paused, and his tone didn't change much. "I thought it was just the two of us."
As soon as she heard that, Frances's face felt heated for no reason.
She coughed and said, "That just want to have dinner together and have some fun."
Marshall hummed. "Okay. I'll come by after work."
Frances quickly hung up the phone.
Then she suddenly regretted having been so timid. She wondered why she would blush and feel so uncomfortable and shy. She
was way above that age.

Khalid over there hung up the phone and chuckled. He could tell Frances' unnatural tone on the other side of the phone.
He even pictured her expressions.
Khalid found this quite interesting.
He put down his phone and revised more documents. Then he called his assistant in and arranged some works.
After finishing all that, he looked at the time and found he could get off work soon.
He packed up and went to Marshall's office, asking if he wanted to go with him.
It turned out that Marshall had already left.
Khalid thought that Marshall had also gone to Kyle's club, so he took the elevator and went downstairs without thinking much.
As soon as he got out of the elevator, he stopped.
Cora was sitting on the sofa in the hall.
She was obviously waiting for him.
Cora was swiping her phone and didn't notice Khalid was coming.
Khalid walked up to her and stopped. "What are you doing here?"
Cora looked up quickly and then smiled. "I happened to pass by the company, so I checked the time. It was almost dinner time,
so I decided to wait for her to have dinner together."
Khalid answered without hesitation, "Not today. Got a plan with Frances."
Cora froze. As hard as she tried to control her face, Khalid could tell that her expression had changed.
She nodded. "You got a plan with her?"
Khalid hummed. "Yes, so I won't be able to have dinner with you."
Cora stood up as she said, "It's fine. It's no big deal. Just go! I'm going back now."

Khalid came out of the hall with Cora.
He took his car and drove away directly, even without the patience to walk her to the roadside.
Cora was still standing on the side of the road, watching the car leaving.
Khalid had never rejected her so firmly before.
He used to be a yes-man, doing whatever he could to satisfy other people.
She could understand if he rejected her dinner invitation only, but he had driven off without giving her a second look, leaving her
standing on the roadside alone.
That had never happened before.
She realized that Khalid was trying to draw a clear line between them.