"The son will not give it to you."
Louis' voice is light, but with an intimidating force that cannot be denied.
Grace's mind wandered and she begged, "Louis, I only have one last request then, I want my son to live with me three days a week. You're going to marry Violet soon, and I don't want my son to forget about me when he has a new mother. If you don't agree, I'd rather just die."
The woman was in tears and had a face of pain.
Louis' brow furrowed as he considered the request she had made.
Thinking of her as the child's real mother and the fact that she had suffered so much because of him, he finally nodded.
"Okay, as you wish."
Grace was relieved to see that Louis was relieved.
She pulled at the corners of her mouth and lay back down on the bed with a weak face.
Louis gave her a look, "I had my aunt make some soup, drink it while it's hot."
Grace paled, "Put it there, I don't have an appetite now, I'll drink it later."
Louis didn't force it, he looked at the time and said, "I still have some things to take care of, you get some rest."
Grace nodded and didn't hold back.
Because she knows that there is not much point in retaining his person even now.
As soon as the others left, Grace took her cell phone, pressed down her heart and dialed Marcus' number.
The phone was answered after two rings.
"Grace."
Hearing the man's voice, as always Summer, Grace tightened her grip on the phone and gave a hint.
"Marcus, I was raped, Jasmine set me up, did you know about this?"
"What? I don't know! You, you've really been"
Marcus pretended to be surprised.
Grace's heart ebbed and flowed, and she couldn't tell what it was like.
She didn't know if she should trust Marcus, but at least his answer made her less angry.
"Marcus, have you ever loved me?"
Perhaps women in love are foolish, blind and prefer to be blinded.
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