I've Been There Before (Grace and Caden) novel Chapter 233

The familiar body temperature, familiar smell, familiar... fear, came all over his mind!

Trembling, fear and shock came out of her closed eyelids, and even her soft lips trembled.

This tremor, passed to the man behind him. There was a trace of love, a trace of loneliness, and a trace of regret... Henceforth will he never let this woman down again!

No longer did he want this woman to be afraid... It was his fault if he failed to protect her.

Strong arms wrapped around her from behind, who lay on the chair. His lips became gentler. Those arms seemed to have burst out with strength that he wanted to protect the woman in the arms.

He knew he was fearful, but if she didn't push him away, how could he not be greedy for the smell of her now?

Carol blinked... Who was this man out of the blue?

She was is a maze, but she had forgotten that the two guys behind her also watched them with curiosity.

"Hey, is that man your master?"

Ladd looked at the little girl beside him like an idiot?

"Are you gangsters? I think you are from the underworld."

Carol chattered, but she was afraid to speak out loud, for fear that her voice would disturb the couple under the eaves.

Ladd was impatient, "What underworld, do I look like a bad guy?"

And with the idiot look, he mercilessly looked at the girl around.

All of a sudden!

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The sound of clear slap sounded in this beautiful wind and sun in the fragrance of flowers.

Ladd quickly looked up and followed the sound, his heart suddenly was intense.

"Boss..."

He looked at the man under the eaves who had been hit on the face. The man lowered his head, and the slap was evidently a great blow. His long fore-hair drooped and cast a shadow on his eyes...

Ladd got serious, "Boss..."

He tried to move forward, but as soon as he lifted his foot, the tall man under the eaves waved him off.

Ladd could only wait anxiously in the lobby, nervously looking at the couple, praying... ‘Boss, you couldn’t make a mess at this time, don't be so hot-tempered.’

The man slowly raised his head, and the woman on the couch had risen hastily, clutching the thin blanket that covered her, and looking nervously at herself. He could see fear clearly in her eyes that she was panic.

His heart hurt as if being pricked by needles.

He tried to embrace her, and just as he started to move toward her, the woman looked stern. "Don't come over!"

"Grace..."

“I told you not to come here!” She screamed and there was terror in her eyes. That was the fear in her bones.

"Don't be afraid."

Don't be afraid?

He told her "Don't be afraid"?

Why did he ask her not to be afraid?

"Grace, don't be afraid..." Don't be afraid of me...

He tried to say "Don't be afraid of me," but he did not speak it completely as if there was a lump in his throat.

Why would he say ‘Don’t be afraid’ to his woman?

The woman just stood there, looking at him with a guarded mind, as if he were a wicked bastard.

Why... the moment she saw him, the pain in her heart was creeping up again.

The atmosphere was so dull that it made her hard to breathe.

"Caden! Go back!" She turned to him and said desperately, "Why do you have to look for me?"

"Grace, let me take you home. Come with me."