"Crack…" With a harsh brake sound, the driver stretched out his head and yelled, "Damn it. Watch your
way!"
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry..." Grace James hurriedly apologized, feeling a little lucky. Fortunately, the driver
braked fast, so she only suffered small injuries.
Franklin Cordon stared at the driver coldly, "Watch your language. It's you hit her. You still blame her?"
Franklin said fiercely. The driver was a little scared of him. He murmured, "Go home to quarrel. Don’t
quarrel on the road." While talking, the driver drove away.
Although Franklin's attitude was fierce, he knew that he could not blame the driver. He glanced over
Grace again. She didn't fall seriously, but certainly she got some bruise.
He hurriedly ran towards Grace, "Grace, don't move. I'll take you to the hospital."
"Don't come here!"
Grace sat on the ground but her expression became calm.
In the heavy rain, on the muddy ground, she raised her head in the rain. Her rough voice slowly
sounded.
"Mr. Franklin, I don't need any happiness. I don't need any redemption. Now my life is fine. Please don't
disturb my life anymore." ‘Don't break into my life at will.’
When everything was immersed in darkness, that beam of hope light was not redemption, but sin.
Franklin's expression changed. He looked down at the person in the mud in the rain. The heavy rain
also hit him. He ignored the woman’s words and walked towards her.
Grace's expression changed drastically, "Don't come over!" She roared in a rough voice!
She rejected this man with practical actions who was going to break into her world.
"Mr. Franklin, do you know who I am?" In the rain, she chuckled lightly. The heavy rain covered the
pain in her eyes. But her smile was even brighter, "Mr. Franklin, are you rich? If you have money, you
will be my guest. I only care about money. You come to Royal Club with the money and I will not let you
down."
She said, "Mr. Franklin, I'm waiting for you at Royal Club."
In shock, Franklin looked at the woman getting up from the muddy difficultly, limping away in the rain.
Her words were still echoing in his ears, “Are you rich? If you have money, you’ll be my guest. I only
care about money. I will not disappoint you when you come to Royal Club with money.”
Ruby Carter told him that Grace loved money and could do everything for money.
He was noncommittal at that time. He understood Grace's difficulties.
However, when he confessed to her today and showed his real feelings to her, he never thought that
this woman would still choose money.
Franklin did not blame Grace for loving money... Was there anyone in this world who did not want
money?
However, he was a little lost in the choice Grace made today.
There were two choices for her, one was that the feeling Franklin had decided to take seriously for the
first time in decades, and the other was money... But this woman seemed to love money more.
Franklin stayed still until he could no longer see Grace's back in the distance. He came back to his
sense suddenly. When he tried to chase her, there was no trace of her.
He knocked on his head, "No... If this woman really loves money, she should accept me, right?"
Instead of pushing him away, she should grab him, grab his money, right?
Immediately, Franklin became confused again...Why? Was it because of Caden?
The more he thought about it, the more he felt right. Franklin was confident, "Caden, Grace will accept
me sooner or later."
…
Grace hurriedly returned to the dormitory and closed the door quickly, as if a beast was chasing her
behind.
Her clothes were worn out when she fell down just now. Fortunately, the driver stepped on the brakes
in time. Fortunately, she wore the long clothes and trousers so she didn't suffer serious injuries. The
bruise on her palm was not a big deal.
She hastily dealt with the wound on her palm, then she picked up the mobile phone on the side. After
hesitating for a while, she gave a call to Gloria Su, "I... want to ask for leave today."
Gloria was confused. She took the phone away deliberately to check the name at the screen of the
phone. She was sure that it was Grace who was calling. She felt a little surprised, "Grace, what
happened?"
"...No, I'm a little tired and want to take a day off."
Gloria heaved a sigh of relief. "That's OK," she agreed very quickly. "You, finally know to rest. Okay,
take a good rest today. You don't worry about things here."
Then they hung up the phone.
Grace walked to the small wooden table by the bedroom window and sat down slowly, pulling open the
drawer and taking out a notebook from the inside.
After she was released from prison, she had no hobbies and no leisure activities. This notebook
became her only pastime and accompanied her in the boring life after her release.
She hadn't kept a diary for a long time. The content of the latest one was: After three years, I saw him
again.
There was no redundant description. It was just a statement.
Unfolding the notebook with a ballpoint pen in it, Grace picked it up and slowly wrote.
“Franklin appeared suddenly. He asked me again if I was willing to be his girlfriend.
I always thought that the first inquiry was just a whim of the big boy.
Sure enough, I didn't see him again.
But today he appeared in front of me again and asked me the same question.
I really wanted to treat it as a joke.
But Franklin was not. I saw his eyes were so serious and persistent.
He said he was serious. From his eyes, I knew he didn't tell lies.
He said that I didn't need to work hard to approach him; instead he would come close to me. He said
that he would make me happy and would not make me cry.
Happiness...Who didn't want it?
For a moment, I was tempted. Otherwise, I wouldn’t suddenly ask him, what did Grace look like in your
eyes? …If I hadn't had the slightest feelings to him at that time, I wouldn't ask this question. It was not
Franklin that I wanted, but the "happiness" Franklin said.
I wanted to see how much difference between me in his eyes and me in reality.
He said that I was strong, brave, and daring...This was not me.
I was really selfish. I could tell him my humbleness and embarrassment, and expose the most
embarrassing side to him. I could tell him in person, “No, I am not as beautiful as you said.”
I could let him see the real me with his own eyes. I was humble, weak, incompetent, indifferent... and
selfish!
The moment I wanted to tell the truth, but I saw the sincerity of the big boy's eyes. He looked at me
very persistent, serious, determined, and... focused.
At that moment, I had selfishness. I suddenly didn't want him to know how ugly I was.
I knew I wouldn't fall in love with him...Because of my long dead heart could only beat mechanically,
without the ability to love a person anymore. How could I respond to a sincere feeling?
But there were few in the world who were willing to look at me earnestly, attentively and sincerely... I
was suddenly terrified that such eyes would become the same contempt and disdain as everyone else.
He also said, “Try it. How can you know that you won't be happy if you don't try?”
I just knew—I would never be happy!
I burdened with life debts. What rights did I have to live under the sun and enjoy happiness?
To be happy with the life Leona gave me?
Absurd!
But I hated my nasty even more!
Although I refused to admit it countless times, this was the fact.
I ran away... not just because I owed Leona and didn't dare to expect happiness, but I knew I was dirty.
In the end, I actually used a dead person to escape Franklin's feelings.
Don't see him anymore. He should not appear in front of me again.
So that’s good.
The life which was like stagnant pool of water was what I needed most now.
I couldn't stand any storm. When I raised enough money, and when that person got tired of all this, it
was time for me to leave.”
Close the notebook. The woman stood up to open the window, which let the rain enter the house from
time to time.
The rain was so cold that she shuddered and held her arms, but her mind was especially clear.
She was sober. She was sober about what she was doing now. She was sober everything she was
doing.
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