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.

just as she turned

drive Caden away.” The small voice included weakness and pleading. She could feel his uneasiness. “Is that OK?” he whispered.

Was that OK?

careful. She gritted her

be

glared fiercely at

in her heart.

She didn’t want to know if he would

was like bullying a mentally

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

in his heart were just dozing off. They will

do that again...”

be hungry. Caden wants to send

Hiss!

sharp blade that pierced through her heart. He… She scanned the mess on

couldn’t be soft-hearted. She

could be gentle with anyone, but not him.

Tick tick tick...

sounds echoed in the living room, which were like the sounds of water falling

tap had already

seemed to

stared at him.

like blades. Only then did she notice that his hands

“Nothing.”

me your

forward, and he immediately retreated, avoiding

was crimson blood on the ground where he had been standing, which made her heart

“Take

He retreated still.

She was too anxious and forgot that she

A muscular arm was on her waist and tightly held

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

what she needed to do. Before she could stand firmly, she

the wounds on his palm and fingers. She was angry. “Don’t move,” she shouted in a deep voice, with a trace of anger that she had not noticed.

she walked towards the corner