Steal my heart by Savannah Kade

Chapter 285 Sad Grace Grace stood quietly in front of the bedroom window. The night was colorful. Here the traffic was busy. The motley pedestrians were all in a hurry. From the height, those people had beclittle black spots like ants.

Everyone was living their own lives. What kind of story did they hide? The stranger who walked past her might have already experienced a lot.

What about Grace? What about herself? What kind of life she was living? Caden was still trying to open the door. She knew that Caden must be confused and randomly guessing if he had done something wrong.

A desperate smile appeared on Grace's face.

She stared fixedly at the wall.

Suddenly, she punched heavily on the wall and then bowed. Her long black hair covered her face. Her trembling shoulders revealed her helplessness, pain, confusion and contradiction.

Was Vivian right? She hit the wall again.

"I cannot forget what should be forgotten, but I forget what should be remembered!" Grace mocked, "You really know how to play tricks." She didn't know whether she was referring to this damned fate or the one hidden behind all of this.

"Grace, don't scare me." Caden shouted anxiously. He even began to kick the door, "Don't do this. I'm scared ..." The door to the bedroom opened silently. Grace was on a poker face, and on her lips was a circle of blood on which she had bitten herself. What kind of struggle was it? She ignored Caden's worried face and was holding his blanket.

Everything had returned to its former state.

Grace walked into the living room and quietly preparing two sheets on the sofa.

Caden stood on the side uneasily. His helpless expression was irresistible.

Grace didn't look at him at all.

"From now on, you are not allowed to enter my bedroom." She said coldly.

Caden was instantly flustered. He tightly grabbed onto Grace's clothes and asked, "Did I do something wrong? You don't likeanymore." "Letgo." "No." Caden shook his head stubbornly.

Grace looked at her clothes that being dragged. Her heart was filled with bitterness. Vivian's words echoed constantly, like an octave box that played back over and over again. Grace coldly tore his hands away, and walked to the bedroom.

Caden was rattled. Without thinking, he chased after Grace.

"Grace, tellwhat I did wrong." Caden held Grace's arm tightly in panic.

Grace did not respond. She expressionlessly pulled away his fingers one by one, "You didn't do anything wrong." The one who did the wrong thing was the past Caden.

But the man stood here was Caden. Grace wanted to ignore it, just like she said to Vivian that she didn't want to push away that warmth.

But she was scared.

She resolutely walked into the bedroom and locked the door, and also locked herself.

She only left a decisive back for Caden. But tears ran down her face.

Why was she crying? Grace didn't have the strength to think about it.

That was it.

There were two people in the room, separated by the door.

The night ended silently, but everything becworse.

To Caden, this was like a bolt from the blue.

The first ray of sunlight fell in the morning.

Grace silently opened the door and a man fell in.

It was Caden. He was lying on the ground, half of his body in the door and half in the corridor. He seemed to have been frightened with his eyes sleepy. Seeing Grace, his long and narrow eyes instantly becmuch more energetic, "Grace!" He called Grace in an injured tone and looked at her.

"Did you sleep here last night?" Her breathing was quick and uneven.

"No!" Caden immediately denied loudly.

She coldly said, “Liar." "No..." Her eyes narrowed abruptly.

"Alright! I was so sleepy after using the bathroom that I accidentally fell asleep here." Caden explained in a low voice.

Grace closed her eyes and ignored the constantly pain in her heart.

"I'm going to work," she said, "I'll give Ingemar the keys to the house. He'll bring the doctor to give you an IV drip later. Be obedient. If you're hungry, cook noodles yourself."

After saying that, Grace strode away to the bathroom and hastily washed up. She didn't even have breakfast. After changed her clothes, she walked out of the house with her backpack. She knew that Caden was watching her. He was about to cry. Grace kept reminding herself, "Don't look. He is Caden. He won't change." When Vivian went to the office, she was shocked when she saw Grace, "Why are you here ..." "Bring over the proposal for cooperation with Mr. Cayne. I still need to reconsider sdetails." "But..." "If it was a more profitable plan, I think both of us would be satisfied. Vivian, in this world, no one would refuse more money." Vivian was shocked.

This was definitely not Grace's style! Naturally, everyone loved money.

However, Vivian knew that for Grace, she valued that man Caden the most. How else could she be where she was today? "I... I understand!" Vivian stammered and left.

She was the one who wanted to pull Grace out of the abyss, but she was at a loss when she heard Grace say about money and the like.

In her own office, Vivian called Gloria.

Because of Grace, Vivian and Gloria got to know each other. Gloria was very special. She was straightforward business, but was smooth, sophisticated, and at the stcharming. Vivian and Gloria hit it off right away. "Did I do something wrong?" Vivian stammered, "Am I being too bossy? But I just don't want Grace to get hurt again!"

"I don't know what exactly happened, but I thought there were sthings that no one should interfere with," Gloria said, "No matter what you said to her, it's her choice now."¶¶¶¶ Ashburn