I've Been There Before (Grace and Caden) novel Chapter 162

The time passed quickly, and finally, it was winter.

The peace of everything flurried Grace James.

Since Caden Shaw asked her to live in Shaw’s mansion, Grace lived a peaceful life, and Caden’s care to her was obviously nice.

Maybe everyone thought she should be grateful, but the more considerate Caden was, the more anxious Grace would be.

Caden always liked sitting by the bed in the bedroom, reading the book under the dim light, and waiting for her out from the bathroom. Then he quietly stood up and took the hairdryer to dry her wet hair. His fingers naturally swept over her silky hair, as if he had done such things for many years.

He also liked preparing the toothpaste on her toothbrush in the morning.

He liked kissing without her permission.

Caden had done all of those romantic details of life between lovers, but he had never slept with her in one room.

Every time when he expressed his care that only the lovers or the couples would express, Grace always wanted to laugh.

Now, the sound of the hairdryer hung around her ears again. Just as usual, Grace sat on the bed with wet hair and accepted this man’s service. The weather got colder... She looked down at her clothes, the pink thickened pajama, which was also bought by this man behind her.

The clothes were delicate, definitely, and its price must also be “delicate”, but why this man thought she would like its pink color?

Grace carelessly listened to the sound of the hairdryer, and felt on the sense of touch on her head. All of a sudden, with her head lowered, her face, which she hid it down on the chest, showed a bitter smile quietly, and the tears also appeared in her eyes... It was so funny!

What was the relationship between her and this man now?

“It’s dry.” She said in a low voice, and unknowingly refused all his care.

As she said this word, her head was already turned aside. The man behind her squinted his cold eyes... Her subconscious action had betrayed her.

Was she so...unwilling to accept his kindness?

There was a sense of loss.

Sorrow.

And regret.