Evelyn groaned in pain. Her eyes met a pair of clear eyes.
He was drunk, but at this moment, his eyes did not look. clouded from intoxication. Instead, they were so bright and clear that he looked scary.
“You can’t touch this.” His voice was so cold that it pierced the bones.
“I… I won’t do it again. I just want to help you change so that you’ll be more comfortable. I-I didn’t mean to do it. Brian, please… Please let go…” Evelyn was in so much pain that sweat was forming on her forehead. She felt like her wrist was about to break in half.
Brian let go of Evelyn’s hand and closed his eyes again. He laid back on the bed.
“You should go,” he said.
“But I want to stay and take care of you tonight. You’re drunk and the servants are asleep, I…”
Before she could finish talking, she was interrupted by him. “Go. Don’t make me repeat myself.”
Evelyn gritted her teeth. She lost her only chance.
However, she did not dare to say anything more. She could only leave Brian’s room in disappointment.
Brian was the only person in the room now.
He lifted his hand and his long, lean fingers rubbed his temple.
He was still a little drunk.
He did drink a little bit too much tonight. He was feeling agitated and frustrated for a reason he could not put his finger on. Was it because he saw Grace in the morning?
He did not know why there were images of her riding away in her battery-powered bike in his brain.
That woman was wanted by Jason, so he would not bother to fight him for her. After all, he did not want her. Even if he kept her with him, she would just be a replacement.
When this question flashed across his brain, he felt a pang of pain in his chest. It was as if it was foreshadowing something.
Brian chuckled absent-mindedly. He had drunk too much and that was why he was drunk!
At this moment, Evelyn stared at the painting in front of her. Her eyes were filled with disbelief.
Before this, when she walked past this atelier and wanted to take a look, she got stopped by Brian.
Once more, she could not control her curiosity. She pushed open the door and walked in.
However, she did not expect to see Grace’s portrait.
It was not Grace when she was an adult, but rather it was her when she was a child.
There was a little girl carrying a little boy on her back in the painting. The little girl was Grace when she was young.
The floral dress the little girl was wearing… Evelyn recalled seeing the same dress in Grace’s photo album.
‘What’s going on? Why is there a portrait of Grace in Brian’s atelier? What’s the relationship between Brian and Grace?’
Too many questions appeared in Evelyn’s brain. Panic rose in her heart. This feeling was even more intense than what she felt just now.
It was as Grace was about to snatch away everything she had worked so hard to obtain.
No! No way!
She could not let this happen.
No matter what relationship Grace had with Brian, she was still Brian’s girlfriend! She would be married into the Hart family in the future. She was the one who was going to be the matriarch of a rich family!
Grace went back to Reed Residence and walked to Jason’s bedroom. After hesitating for a few seconds, she knocked on the door.
After a while, the door was opened. Jason was wearing a bathrobe, and his hair was still wet. It was obvious that he had just taken a shower.
“Um… Goodnight,” she said before turning around to leave.
He was the one who requested she does this every night after she came back. He wanted her to come and say goodnight to him if he was at home.
In the next second, he grabbed her arm and pulled her into the room.
“Do you only plan to say goodnight to me, Sis?” he asked.
She pressed her lips together. Her almond-shaped eyes looked at him innocently. Her expression was evidence that she only came here to say goodnight to him.
Jason sighed and bent down. He wrapped Grace into his arms.
and buried his face between her neck and shoulder. He took in the sweet scent that was coming from her body.
It was as if her smell could baffle all of his senses.
“I miss you so much, Sis. I’ve been thinking about you entire day,” he muttered. His deep voice sounded like he was chanting something beautiful.
Grace felt as if her heart was getting struck by something.
It felt numb and fuzzy. Feelings were coursing through her entire body through her bloodstream.
“Sis, do you miss me?” His breath hit the skin of her neck.
She bit her lip and did not know how to answer him.
In an instant, the room fell silent.
After a long while, she heard him sigh. Then, he straightened his back. His mesmerizing eyes looked at her helplessly. “It’s only you.”
Only her. She was the only one he longed to have. Just her. She was the only one who could make him helpless after being rejected. It was as if he was becoming less and less like himself in front of her.
“Help me dry my hair,” he said. Then, he handed the towel that he planned to dry his wet hair with to her.
She looked at him in shock as he lowered his head before her.
“What’s wrong? Didn’t you always dry my hair for me when we were in the rented house?” he asked while lifting his eyebrow.
Things were way different back then! Grace pressed her lips. together. Eventually, she started drying his hair for him.
Since the towel covered his face, it made her slightly more relaxed.
I bet she’s going to pretend to be her little sister and that she was the one who saved him.