Five Years Wasted Now They Beg Her Back novel Chapter 136

This was for the woman who had handed over all her research, just for a single glance of approval from her family.

This was for the Grace of the past, who had loved until she was broken but had stubbornly refused to let go.

Goodbye.

To that foolish version of herself.

Grace slowly slid down against the door, sinking to the floor.

She buried her face in her knees, letting a single tear dry silently on her skin.

After some time, the phone in her pocket began to vibrate.

The name “Damien” flashed on the screen.

She took a deep breath and answered, trying her best to make her voice sound normal.

“Hello?”

A low, gentle male voice came from the other end.

“The meeting’s over. Grace, I’m here to pick you up.”

Grace stood and walked to the window, pulling back a corner of the curtain.

Down below, Damien was standing quietly next to his familiar black Bentley.

He wore a crisp black suit, his tall, lean figure making him look like a king in the dead of night.

He seemed to sense her gaze and looked up in her direction.

Their eyes met.

Despite the distance of dozens of yards, Grace could clearly see the worry and tenderness in his eyes.

In that instant, all the pain and hurt seemed to find a place to rest.

She wiped the last trace of moisture from the corner of her eye, turned, and walked quickly toward the door.

Grace hurried into the elevator and pressed the button for the ground floor.

The elevator chimed.

The doors opened.

The understated, luxurious black Bentley was parked quietly nearby.

Damien was leaning against the car door, his eyes fixed on the elevator entrance.

When he saw her emerge, he immediately stood up straight and strode over to meet her.

“What took you so long?”

“Damien.”

“Yes?”

“Next time, could you… not wait for me downstairs?”

Damien’s dark eyes narrowed. “Why?”

Grace stood on her toes and whispered in his ear,

“It’s too flashy. I’m worried the property values in our neighborhood will skyrocket overnight because of you.”

Damien was stunned.

This was the first time he had ever heard Grace make a joke.

He gently pinched her cheek, his eyes filled with an overwhelming fondness.

“Alright. Next time, I’ll come straight upstairs and wait for you.”

He opened the car door, shielding her head as she got in.

The car pulled smoothly out of the garage and merged into the city traffic.

Grace looked out the window and suddenly asked, “What will happen to the Hart family?”