The following day, Grace woke up with the same dilemma, wondering if she should take the initiative and resign first to save some dignity.
Feeling sluggish, she dragged herself out of bed and headed downstairs, only to run into Yancey. It turned out he had also spent the night at the Lambert residence.
Yancey's gaze lingered on her bare face, and something tightened in his chest. He had seen Grace at her most vibrant, full of life. Her beauty was undeniable. Though many were quick to judge her character, no one ever questioned her looks.
He couldn't take his eyes off her face, and when he snapped back to reality, he quickly started heading downstairs. In his haste, he even tripped.
Grace couldn't be bothered. She was about to head home when Yancey called after her. "Grace, I wanted to take you somewhere today. It might help you regain your memory. I even checked with the doctor."
She frowned and walked straight to the living room door. "Can you just leave me alone?" she said impatiently.
Her words stunned him for a few seconds. He had said that phrase countless times over the years, but hearing it from her now caught him off guard.
A sharp pang shot through his chest, and his eyes turned red with the rush of emotion.
Grace felt even more irritated. Of all things, seeing Yancey like this unsettled her, and she had no idea why.
Yancey pressed his lips together, swallowing the sharp retort that once would have come so easily. Instead, he said, "I'm just trying to help. Without your memories, you'll always be at a disadvantage. That could put you in danger. I know I was wrong before, but this time, I mean it—I want to help you."
Grace rubbed her temples. He wasn't wrong. Without her memories, she was always at a disadvantage. She was about to respond when Alice suddenly rushed down the stairs.
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