I've Been There Before

Grace didn’t wake up until the afternoon due to her exhaustion and fever.

She blinked her eyes open and took in the white celling, wondering where she was.

“Wake up?”

A magnetic voice suddenly sounded.

Grace’s heart stuttered before turning back to see the man languidly leant in the chair, holding a file in his hand.

When Grace looked at him, his narrowed eyes happened to meet his. “Hungry?”

He shifted his eyes back to his file after asking.

Grace looked around and words slipped out of her dry lips, “President Shaw, thank you for taking me to hospital. Sorry to bother you.”

Caden annoyingly clenched his file tightly as he heard her husky voice.

President Shaw, thank you for taking me to hospital. Sorry to bother you…Was those all she could say to him?

Grace look down to the ground, not daring to look at him, for he didn’t say anything.

Nothing but Page turning sound filled the whole ward.

Caden kept going through his file as Grace was in silence.

Awkward, yet kind of harmonious.

Neither of them bothered to ruin the weird air.

Finally, Grace uttered.

“President Shaw.”

She opened her mouth, gently calling.

But the man by her bed had no response for her calling as he was busy with his own business.

“…”

Grace couldn’t stand

of turning pages answered

by. “President Shaw?” Her voice was louder this

man laid down the file and gently raised his brow, leveling Grace with a

“Is Ruby alright?”

Boom!

was

and calm as he

think you’re way too Mother Maria? How come a patient like you

sincerely. “I only beg you to leave her alive in one piece, while you can do whatever

kind to

sincerely looked into his eyes. “You can punish her as she’s one of your staff. I only beg

time I beg for

want to get another killed owing to

felt like a great

at the

admit

that you’ve got someone

please don’t admit

since you have denied it for three years, just keep it to

going on? You can’t bear

the ground, her eyelashes covering the indifference in her

willing to explain to

today, after three

anymore. She has

she shared the same name with the daughter of family

order you to speak. Don’t you have anything to explain?” Caden’s face was icy-cold, but there was a trace of unknown expectation in his intense

for any

had no

hear her explanation, even if she kneeled in front of the gate of the Shaw Manor on the

was the

Grace slowly said as

to throw me into jail again? For how long? Three years? Five?

in her eyes indicated her caring for nothing, as if she really didn’t