I've Been There Before

"Crack…" With a harsh brake sound, the driver stretched out his head and yelled, "Damn it. Watch your way!"

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry..." Grace James hurriedly apologized, feeling a little lucky. Fortunately, the driver braked fast, so she only suffered small injuries.

Franklin Cordon stared at the driver coldly, "Watch your language. It's you hit her. You still blame her?"

Franklin said fiercely. The driver was a little scared of him. He murmured, "Go home to quarrel. Don’t quarrel on the road." While talking, the driver drove away.

Although Franklin's attitude was fierce, he knew that he could not blame the driver. He glanced over Grace again. She didn't fall seriously, but certainly she got some bruise.

He hurriedly ran towards Grace, "Grace, don't move. I'll take you to the hospital."

"Don't come here!"

Grace sat on the ground but her expression became calm.

In the heavy rain, on the muddy ground, she raised her head in the rain. Her rough voice slowly sounded.

"Mr. Franklin, I don't need any happiness. I don't need any redemption. Now my life is fine. Please don't disturb my life anymore." ‘Don't break into my life at will.’

When everything was immersed in darkness, that beam of hope light was not redemption, but sin.

Franklin's expression changed. He looked down at the person in the mud in the rain. The heavy rain also hit him. He ignored the woman’s words and walked towards her.

Grace's expression changed drastically, "Don't come over!" She roared in a rough voice!

She rejected this man with practical actions who was going to break into her world.

"Mr. Franklin, do you know who I am?" In the rain, she chuckled lightly. The heavy rain covered the pain in her eyes. But her smile was even brighter, "Mr. Franklin, are you rich? If you have money, you will be my guest. I only care about money. You come to Royal Club with the money and I will not let you down."

She said, "Mr. Franklin, I'm waiting for you at Royal Club."

In shock, Franklin looked at the woman getting up from the muddy difficultly, limping away in the rain.

Her words were still echoing in his ears, “Are you rich? If you have money, you’ll be my guest. I only care about money. I will not disappoint you when you come to Royal Club with money.”

Ruby Carter told him that Grace loved money and could do everything for money.

at that time.

to her today and showed his real feelings to her, he never thought that this woman would still

did not blame Grace for loving money... Was there anyone in this world who did not

was a little lost in the choice Grace

take seriously for the first time in decades, and the other was money... But this woman seemed to love money

in the distance. He came back to his sense suddenly. When he tried to chase her, there was no trace

on his head, "No... If this woman really

pushing him away, she should grab him, grab

Franklin became confused again...Why? Was it because of

about it, the more he felt right. Franklin was confident, "Caden, Grace

…

returned to the dormitory and closed the door quickly, as

on the brakes in time. Fortunately, she wore the

wound on her palm, then she picked up the mobile phone on the side. After hesitating for a while, she gave a call to

away deliberately to check the name at the screen of the phone. She was sure that it was Grace who was

little tired and want

finally know to rest. Okay, take

hung up

and sat down

and no leisure activities. This notebook became her only pastime and accompanied

a long time. The content of the latest one was:

description.

notebook with a ballpoint pen in it,

He asked me again if I was willing to

always thought that the first inquiry was

enough, I didn't see him

front of me again and asked

to treat it as

saw his eyes were

said he was serious. From his eyes, I knew he didn't

him; instead he would come close to

Happiness...Who didn't want it?

was tempted. Otherwise, I wouldn’t suddenly ask him, what did Grace look like in your eyes? …If I hadn't had the slightest feelings to him at that time, I wouldn't ask this question. It was not Franklin that I wanted, but the "happiness" Franklin

between me in his eyes