As the car stopped in front of Palm Bay, Grace stepped out first, reaching to steady Ethan.

But his hand jerked away, quick and sharp, like she had burned him.

Grace stared at him with a deadpan look.

Just hours ago, he had practically melted into her touch in the backseat. Now, he was recoiling like she had insulted him.

She stepped back and gestured for the others to help instead.

Ethan was helped out slowly, the magnolia still in his hand.

Grace glanced at it, and her irritation slipped-just like Ed, he liked the same flower and shared the same taste.

"Take care, Mr. Henderson. I'll get going now. Don't forget your meds, and stop pushing yourself so hard."

"Mm."

Ethan was already being wheeled inside and didn't even glance back.

Grace didn't wait, and she had no interest in reading his silence.

However, there was no way she would get a cab out here.

A few minutes later, a car pulled out from Palm Bay, sent to drop her off.

She accepted it.

After all, it was still snowing, and there was no need to freeze for pride- Christmas was around the corner.

Inside Palm Bay, Ethan looked oddly cheerful.

"Give me a vase," he said to Tim.

Tiim knew exactly where the magnolia came from.

He brought one over, but Ethan barely gave it a glance before pulling the flower back out.

"Too plain. Get something prettier."

tried vase after vase, but even after fifteen vases, nothing

light in his eyes dimmed, and his mood soured

calls, asking people to send

one-of-a-kind piece by a famous master of traditional carving arrived—it had once gone for 20 million dollars

was expected to appreciate

glanced at the elegant, antique piece. His

placed the

do," he muttered, heading for

his forehead,

look only

a game of house with

floor, setting it by his bed so it would

wouldn't last, and that thought dragged

in, "There's

added, "Though I don't really

winced and silently made the call, too drained

was so drained she could barely

back, the whole trip

hit her—she hadn't gotten anything out of it. But surely, he wouldn't lie... he

so, a wave of irritation crept up on her. It felt like she had been

and shot Ethan

you taken your

"Yes."

What a cold response.

annoyed she became, even

playing her, but really-the mighty CEO of Henderson Group, pulling stunts

phone aside, refusing to send another

and the fridge was empty.

she opened the door,

holding a woven

"Grocery run?" Grace asked.

ended up

when she

couldn't even remember how she spent it last year-only that back then, everyone in the Lambert family was still

the upscale villas and townhouses in the area, so most of the

Selene standing by a display of emerald bracelets and

Her birthday's in a few days." "You're heading back

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