I've Been There Before

Chapter 307 What Was His Real Personality?

The flight arrived in S City about three hours later. When Grace got off the plane, it was already one o’clock in the morning.

When she left Banyan Manor, she forgot to change her clothes. Then she took a flight to the north. As she walked out of the airport, the cold wind was blowing hard.

Vivian hadn’t fallen asleep yet. After getting off the plane, Grace turned on her phone and found that she had many missed calls and received plenty of text messages.

Out of sight, out of mind. She skimmed over the messages. Suddenly, she noticed a message from Vivian.

It warmed the cockles of her heart.

“Still awake?” she asked Vivian.

“Did you get off the plane? I’ll pick you up.”

“No need. I’m already in the taxi.”

She put down her phone with a mocking smile.

Her so-called family even didn’t care about her as much as her friend did.

Her family sent her messages to let off steam and blame her. But her friend was waiting for her and wanted to pick her up.

She didn’t realize that until that moment. Did they hurt her just because she was tolerant?

Did she do something wrong?

Along the way, she had been thinking whether she had made a mistake.

The driver stopped and said, “Here we are.”

She pulled herself together and looked around. Everything was familiar. She subconsciously raised her head to look at the floor she lived on.

There was no light, and it merged into darkness.

He must have fallen asleep, she guessed. There was no reason for him to wait her.

She got off the car.

Then she took the elevator to her home.

She opened the door gently.

The room was quiet.

She did not turn on the light. With the faint light from the street lamps, she was able to feel her way into the living room.

The furniture in the room was barely discernible.

She slowly breathed a sigh of relief when got home. Then she walked into the living room and threw her backpack onto the ground. She felt like a ball and wanted to throw herself onto the sofa.

Just then, she noticed a dark figure on the sofa.

She narrowed her eyes and carefully observed it … It was a man.

Nervous though, she quietly approached him. A familiar smell rushed into her nose. It was the smell of shampoo in her bathroom.

It was him.

However, she was not surprised, nor did she wake him up.

She walked over and stood beside the sofa, watching him quietly. He lay on the sofa with his head resting on his arms.

She turned around and went to the bedroom to get him a quilt.

Perhaps because of the noise she had made, he flipped over and then fell asleep again.

turned around, she saw the dishes on the bar. She stopped, stretched

She was shocked.

“Grace?”

woke up and said in

She made no reply.

“Am I dreaming again?”

saw him

I’m not dreaming. Grace,

did you come

“Are you hungry?”

get you

and turn on the light. The room was lit up. He put a

I can cook? I learned

noticed that the

said you love eating. Did

dinner late

“No.”

dinner before

Before dark?

It can’t be hot after such a long time,” She said with a

sounded a

said

dinner before

plates can preserve

insisted, “I didn’t lie. I

“Then tell me why!”

“I heated it ...”

it

she looked at him

knew the

got sweaty

Was she sweating nervously?

Unbelievable!

waiting for

was

asked calmly, “Did Vivian

shook his

lips and said, “Then

you

What did he mean?

know she would be back,

could eat a hot meal when

to be calm and asked, “Did you cook a

“Yes.”

She was shocked.

was wrong

the food again

“I wanted you to

her head. She didn’t want to admit that

the bowls and chopsticks on the

the dishes didn’t

talent for cooking, but she

You were crazy!

Grace! You were crazy!

quietly finished the meal

on the bed, she was upset. Caden followed her in, with the quilt she

like before. His dark eyes

Grace felt really

he used his body as a

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