I've Been There Before

Payne gritted his teeth and glared at Grace. “Don’t worry, I will! I will live well. Don’t regret it!” He sneered and said.

Grace quietly looked at the decisive figure until it disappeared. She tried her best to pick herself up and glanced at the people around her. “It’s alright, go and mind your own business.”

Hearing that, the employees left quickly.

When she turned around, she saw the secretary who had been burned on hands squatting on the ground and picking up the fragments.

“Stop picking them up. I’ll give you half a day off. Go to the hospital and bandage your burned hands. Call the cleaner,” Grace said and thought for a moment. “Forget it. There’s no need to call the cleaner. You can go to the hospital now.”

The secretary looked at Grace gratefully and kept saying, “Thank you, Ms. Grace. Thank you. Thank you.”

“Go and be careful on the way. There’s no need to be in a hurry. If the personnel department asks, you can tell them that I personally let your leave.” The stiffness on Grace’s face softened a lot as she looked at the simple and honest face of the secretary.

The secretary turned around and left. “Ms. Grace, you’re so nice. You’re not like what others have said.”

After saying that, she covered her mouth with regret. Would her words make the boss think that people were gossiping behind her? The secretary peeked at Grace in front of her, only to find that Grace didn’t seem to have heard what she had said at all. Grace smiled and waved at her, “Hurry up and go to the hospital.”

“Yes!” She relaxed and her round face revealed a smile. “Thank you, Grace.” Even her words became cheerful and clear.

Grace looked at the young and cheerful face, and her eyes were filled with the gratification of the elders.

At this moment, she suddenly felt that she had got old after all those years of entanglement.

The surroundings became quiet. The corridor was empty. When she looked over, she could not find a single person. The familiar feeling of exhaustion flooded over her once again. However, she could not relax for she still had a guest.

“Mr. Cayne, I’m really sorry to let you see such a scene today,” She apologized sincerely, but the tone was distant.

Hearing this, the light in Cayne’s eyes dimmed. Could he still not get close to her?

She had a polite but distant attitude, a perfect smile which seemed to

opinion. You might as well consider it. The cooperation will benefit both of us twice as much after

to hear about the stale words

the eldest son of the James family because he had

asking Grace, he spoke in a narrative

in S City didn’t know the great changes that had taken place

news included that Payne had been diagnosed with an

that Grace was now in

did not answer. She stared down at the ground and listened carefully.

The corner of his lips curved

that she didn’t answer meant her rejection of the conversation on this

matter what he had said,

inch by inch. She stared at her hand being held by Cayne. It was so quiet that she could hear

show any

decisive

was not even a single

that held her hand tightened even more. It was as if something in his hand was about to fly away. There was a strange sense

her hand

did not take a

didn’t even tell him

was no need, was

self-mockery appeared in her heart.

sympathy in her eyes. She didn’t know the sympathy was

The tall Cayne gave her the illusion that

her head and smiled comfortably. “Thank you for your trust, Mr. Cayne.”