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Grace’s crying took Jason by surprise. If he was distressed by her biting her lip and weeping in silence, then right now he was so overwhelmed that he did not even know what to do.
As she burst into tears, he froze as if every nerve in his body had been frozen too.
He had never felt so helpless. Even when his mother left him and his father froze to death in the snow, he did not feel as bad as he was feeling at this moment.
While facing the crying Grace, he felt like ice and fire.
He wished she would not be in such pain, but his body was so stiff that he could not react.
Just then, she plunged her head into his arms. With her face buried in his chest, she kept crying.
The tears, soaking through the fabric of his chest, seemed to have penetrated into his body. Her salty tears went along with the flow of his blood and rushed to his heart.
After a while, Jason raised his stiff hand and hugged her gingerly.
If she was so depressed and miserable, she could cry, but… she could only cry in front of him. He did not want others to see her crying in this sad and fragile state.
His desire to possess her was only deepening over time.
When the car arrived at the Reed Residence, the driver got out respectfully, but Jason remained seated. He Just Helt arms, allowing her to cry to her heart’s content.
No one knew how long she had been crying for, but she finally stopped. He lowered his head to see that she had cried herself to sleep.
There were tears all over her face, and her eyes were red and swollen from crying. In addition to that, her hands were both wrapped in white gauze.
She looked so pitiful.
Suddenly, there was the sound of a cell phone ringing. It was Grace’s phone that was in her pocket. Jason looked at the words on the screen that spelled out, ‘Lina Sweeney’. He frowned slightly and pressed the answer button.
“Hello, Grace? Why aren’t you at home today? Are you working overtime?” Lina Sweeney’s voice came from the other end of the phone.
“She doesn’t live there now, and she’s asleep. If you need anything, call back tomorrow,” Jason said in a low voice, worried of waking the one who had fallen asleep in his arms.
Lina Sweeney was shocked. She did not expect to hear a man’s voice from the other end of the call. Besides, it sounded like… “Are you… Jason?” she asked breathlessly.
“Yes,” he answered and hung up.
Lina Sweeney stared at the phone in her hand. If Grace was asleep and it was Jason who answered her phone… Did that mean that Jason was now with her best friend?
Plus, if Grace was not living in her rented house, where was she now? Lina Sweeney looked away from her phone to the closed door of the rented house. Could it be that… Grace was now living with Jason?
Was life truly so magical?
Meanwhile, Jason put away Grace’s phone. He gingerly lifted the person asleep in his arms and got out of the car.
He took off his coat and covered her body in case she caught at cold.
As he made his way inside, the servants could not hide their surprise at the sight in front of them. Although they suspected that Miss Cummins was a special guest to be able to move into
Reed Residence, they had never seen Young Master Reed treat a woman with such care and tenderness.
It was almost as if he was holding a rare treasure. Not even the slightest sound was allowed along the way as he did not want to wake her up.
Uncle Kwan, the housekeeper, had watched the little young master grow up. He had a complicated twinkle in his eyes when he saw him treat a woman so gently.
When the young master took the little young master’s mother to Reed Residence, he was also gentle and careful, but in the end, he lost his life.
Sometimes, it would be a tragedy when one showered another with too much affection.
What about the little young master? Would he put all his feelings on Miss Cummins like the young master? After all, the little young master had never done this to a woman before, not even to Miss
Atkinson.
Uncle Kwan feared that the little young master would love this woman too much, causing another tragedy in the future.
Jason went back to Grace’s bedroom with Grace in his arms. Pushing the door open, he carefully placed her on the bed and helped her take off her shoes and coat.
There were dry tears on her face. Even when she was asleep, both of her pretty eyebrows were frowning as if they were still absorbed in sorrow.
Even though she had fallen asleep, she still held the half-burnt photo album tightly in her embrace. It took him a while before he finally managed to take the photo album out of her arms. Her two hands wrapped in gauze stung his eyes.
“It’s just a photo album. Why are you being such a fool?” he muttered.
Even if this photo album was her mother’s photo album, there was no need to fight so hard for one photo album. If the fire had burned her, she would be suffering far more than she was now.
He gently took her hand and kissed her fingertips which were tightly wrapped in gauze. “It must have hurt when you burnt yourself. I want to bear the pain for you…”
For the first time, he wanted to bear the pain for someone.
Jason tucked Grace under the covers and watched her sleeping face with a giddy feeling…
Grace only felt as if she was in a long, long dream. She was a young kid again with her mother by her side. She dreamed of her old memories that she barely even remembered.
Gradually, however, the dream started turning into a nightmare. Her mother had a miscarriage, and her brother who had already taken shape in her mother’s belly was cold and could not move.
No… No!
She wanted her mother, she wanted her brother!
She cried desperately only to find that she could not make a sound.
Just then, a bell rang as if to pull her out of the nightmare…
Grace slowly opened her eyes. She heard a graceful voice in her ear. “You’re awake?”
A pretty face bumped into her somewhat faraway eyes, and the bright eyes seemed to hold an indescribable gentleness within them.
“Yes…” she replied dully, not yet back to her senses.
It was as if her dreams and grasp on reality were constantly interlacing. It was overwhelming her.
“You answer the phone then,” he said, holding the phone to her ear.
Grace froze as she listened to a familiar voice coming from her cell phone. “Grace? Are you awake, Grace?”