Chapter 5 Why Do You Not Have Any Confidence In Yourself

Kathryn made her way up to the CEO's office on the top floor.

When she reached it, she found that the door was slightly open.

Willard was inside, reading a document carefully.

He was dressed in a black suit and his usual dark tie, looking classy and dignified.

Kathryn stared at him, infatuated without even realizing it.

It was not until Willard's phone rang that she snapped back to her senses.

"Have you discovered the source of the photos?" Willard answered the phone coldly, his voice filling the spacious office.

Kathryn wondered what the person's reply was on the other end of the line.

In the next second, Willard snapped, "Since he can't control his hands, then there's no need for him to keep them."

Kathryn was startled by his insidious tone.

Suddenly, Willard raised his eyes to fix his cold stare at the door.

"Who's there? Show yourself!"

Kathryn froze.

She was shocked by the sternness in his voice.

But she took a deep breath to steady her nerves and pushed open the door.

Willard's eyes widened in bewilderment when he saw her. The last thing he expected was her in his office. "Kathryn? What are you doing here?"

Kathryn placed the thermal box on the table.

"I brought you some desserts. Hurry up and eat while they're still fresh."

She had taken the caution to put ice in the box and had even kept it in the little cooler in the car on her way here. Now was just the right time to eat the desserts.

Willard frowned at her. He asked skeptically, "What kind of trick are you trying to play on me this time?"

Trick?

Kathryn raised her eyebrows in apprehension. She replied sullenly, "Can't I just care about you and do things to make you happy?"

Willard was stunned. But his frown only deepened more. He wasn't expecting such an answer.

Kathryn tapped her chin thoughtfully and declared, "I've thought it through, Willard. I want to spend the rest of my life with you."

He didn't reply. His handsome face was blank and stiff. After a few seconds of silence, Kathryn reached forward and held his hand, which was much bigger than hers.

Willard was shaking slightly and had the subconscious urge to withdraw his hand from her.

As if she were anticipating it, Kathryn gripped his hand tightly and looked fixedly at him, her eyes bright, steadfast, and determined.

"Don't you want to spend the rest of your life with me?"

Willard's breath hitched in his throat. Did he want to spend the rest of his life with her?

Of course, he did.

But...

Willard closed his hand around hers and pulled her in close, holding her in his arms.

He held her by her waist and looked down at her.

"Will you?"

His voice was low and velvety. It was hard to tell what he was thinking.

Kathryn answered without hesitation, "Yes."

Willard studied her expression carefully.

Kathryn looked resolute, as if she fully intended to uphold a successful marriage and spend the rest of her life with him.

Suddenly, Kathryn's phone rang. She frowned and fished it out of her pocket. The caller ID showed that it was Edmund.

Kathryn hurriedly declined the call. But the damage was done. As soon as she looked back up, Willard's eyes were cold again.

Kathryn had the impulse to explain herself to him.

Willard's mouth was in a mocking, tight-lipped smile. Before she would say anything, he asserted in a frigid tone, "Kathryn, no matter what you're plotting, you'd better give up now. I won't divorce you, no matter what. Don't even think about it!"

Willard avoided Kathryn's eyes, letting go of her.

He assumed she was going to snap back at him.

But, to his surprise, Kathryn simply gave him a bright smile.

"Who said I wanted to divorce you?"

She grabbed Willard's tie to make him face her, and moved closer to him. "We married each other for business. How can we divorce so easily? Also, Willard, why do you not have any confidence in yourself? You're a good man. I'm not blind. Why would I have any reason to divorce you?"

She had been stupid and naive once. How could she let herself repeat the same mistakes?

And she knew now Willard loved her so much, to the point where he could sacrifice his life for her.

If she didn't cherish him, she would be the dumbest person in the world!

As she thought about it, Kathryn found herself asking another question. Did Willard really lack this much self-confidence?

Willard wasn't sure how to answer her question.

His eyebrows knitted together, and he stared at Kathryn in astonishment. She had always been irritable and impatient with him. What caused her to change her attitude so suddenly?

Kathryn decided to stop teasing him.

She unpacked the desserts and settled them in front of Willard. Then she requested woefully, "It took me a long time to make these myself. Mr. Ellsworth, please grant me the honor."

Willard looked at her clear, watery eyes, and his heart skipped a beat.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

It opened, and in came Marcus accompanying a middle-aged man in a pristine suit and shiny leather shoes.

"Mr. Ellsworth, Mr. Ramsey is here."

Mr. Ramsey?

Kathryn's eyes widened in surprise.

She repressed a strong desire to rush up to her father Leonel Ramsey and give him a big hug. Instead, she addressed him, her voice trembling slightly.

"Dad, what are you doing here?"

Business between the Ellsworth family and the Ramsey family was booming.

Realistically, it was not strange for Leonel to appear in Olisburgh.

But, remembering what she did yesterday, even if she was reborn, Kathryn couldn't help but feel ashamed.

Willard straightened his clothes and greeted collectedly, "Hello, Leonel."

He looked unperturbed as if he knew about Leonel's arrival.

Leonel didn't hide his surprise at seeing Kathryn here. He glanced between the two of them and asked gently, "I'm here to discuss something with Willard. What are you doing here, Kathy?"