I've Been There Before

“It was you?” Grace suppressed her anger as her gaze swept across the mess. Obviously, she was asking if it was caused by the person opposite her.

“I’m sorry.”

That person carefully apologized and his eyes filled with guilt.

But Grace wanted to laugh. The person behind the washing table used to be so arrogant that he would never admit his mistakes easily. Now, he actually admitted it immediately.

However, there was another kind of anger that came from the depths of her heart, which was faint and unclear.

She did not realize that her anger was not only at the mess.

She glanced coldly at him and took out her phone from her backpack.

“Humbert, it’s me. When will you come?” she indifferently asked. A black shadow slanted towards her. The phone fell to the ground unexpectedly, which made her anger burned even more violently. She shouted at him.

“Caden! What are you doing on earth?!”

It was too difficult for her to treat him an eight-year-old child now.

Anger made her to temporarily lose her rationality. She only wanted to vent all of her anger on this guy!

“Grace, why did you call Humbert?” he asked her angrily and straightforwardly.

Grace looked up and was drown into the clear eyes. She was shocked by the anger and despair in his eyes, “You…”

His eyes immediately turned red, as if it wasn’t him who caused trouble, but her.

“Why did you call Humbert?”

He asked her again.

Grace discovered that under that clean and innocent gaze, she was unable to answer his question directly.

“You should have followed Humbert to where you should have gone.” She turned her head and tightly clenched her palms.

After a long while, no sound came.

The man didn’t say anything.

suspicious, and just as she turned her head, he looked

angry anymore. Grace, don’t drive Caden away.” The small voice included

Was that OK?

She

almost be soft-hearted again.

fiercely

cursed in her heart.

your own life, which I shouldn’t be in.” She didn’t want to know if he would be able to understand these

like bullying a mentally

warn herself again and again, “Don’t be soft-hearted. Don’t be soft-hearted!”

dozing off. They will

do that again...” he whispered.

send

Hiss!

blade that pierced through her heart. He… She scanned the mess on the floor… He just wanted to send her lunch?

couldn’t be

with

Tick tick tick...

the living room, which were like the sounds

tap had already

voice seemed to

at him.

blades. Only then did she

“Nothing.”

me your

and he immediately retreated,

ground where he had been standing, which made her heart ached in

“Take out your hand. Let

He retreated still.

was too anxious and forgot that she

any pain. A muscular arm was on her waist and tightly held her.

see the worry and fear in his eyes, as if it was

to do. Before she could stand firmly, she quickly grabbed the hand on her waist…

wounds on his palm and fingers. She was angry. “Don’t move,” she shouted in a deep voice, with

she walked towards the corner