âGrace, you donât deserve anyone kind to you as being kind to you is oneâs biggest mistake,â Caden swore everything could insult her. There were fury and sorrow in his eyes.
Cadenâs words hurt Grace a lot.
She snapped up her head.
Her gaze dotted with irritation. She had never been so out of control since Leonaâs death. Her voice was angrily hoarse.
âYou know nothing! You just donât know anything! How dare you accuse me!â Iâve suffered what youâve never suffered. I was deeply hurt by what you donât understand.
âI know you too well, great President Shaw. I wonât show up in this room, or in front of you, if you just give her a small punishment.â Maybe it was a moment of insanity that Grace pathetically said in her guttural voice.
âI donât care what you do to her. I donât care how you punish her. I just want to beg you not to kill her.â
She looked at the manâs face above her. She knew him too well as he could throw her into jail when she was still the daughter of family James. It was no wonder heâd take away Rubyâs life.
Caden didnât retort as there was confirmation in his eyes.
Grace was right about him.
âI donât want to make another get killed. Directly or not, I donât want it anymore,â Grace said sincerely.
Is she begging for Ruby?
No!
Grace didnât care what would happen to Ruby in the end. All she cared was her life.
She could never pay off the debt of Leonaâs death, which was wasted on saving her.
It was her debt, her guilt, and her pain.
She didnât care about Ruby at all. It was true that Ruby was evil and selfish. It was true that she was indifferent.
But she didnât want to ruin otherâs lives. It wasnât about good or evil.
And that was why she âwillinglyâ came to Caden.
She didnât care what others thought of her, even if she was taken as a saint or Mother Mariaâ¦Anyway, sheâd suffered worse when she was treated as a murderer, a prisoner, and a shameless bitch.
However, Graceâs âI donât want to make another get killedâ irritated Caden.
Grace meant the death of Leona, but Caden thought she implied the death of Wallis.
Suddenly, he kissed her hard, ferociously biting her dry lipsâ¦For the first time since Wallisâ death, the truth slipped out of this mouth.
Although he was sure that it was Grace who had killed Wallis, Grace never admitted, not even in the jail. Finally, she confessed.
The feeling was weird as he didnât imagine itâd feel so uncomfortable when she admitted what he was sure of.
âFinally, you admitted it.â A cold voice sounded.
âWhat?â Grace was confused, then she felt her underpants were yanked off her body.
âGrace, I accept your request, and youâll pay for it.
Without any gentle foreplay or caress, he thrust into her. Grace widened her eyes painfully and stared at the ceiling, suffering the tearing-up painâ¦It seemed pain was all Caden could bring her.
Overwhelmed by extreme pain, she was gradually getting saneâ¦Caden said she finally admit.
Admit? Admit what? â¦Get someone killed?
Wellâ¦He mistook her again.
With his cold face, Caden noticed the woman beneath him was laughing insanely, âHa-ha, ha-ha, â¦â
âWhat are you laughing about? Stop it!â
He was pissed off.
âHa-ha, ha-haâ¦â
âI told you to stop laughing.â
For no reason, he just hated her laughing, which upset him.
He suddenly slammed into her hard.
âAhâ¦Ha-haâ¦Ahâ¦Ha-haâ¦ha-haâ¦â He wanted to make her feel the pain, but she laughed through it.
Whatâs so funny?
She was the bitch to be blame. She was the murderer who got Wallis killed. How dare she laugh out loud!
âShut up your fucking mouth!â He yelled, which didnât work. He was annoyed as he got an idea.
âHmm!â Caden leaned down and pressed his lip on hers.
Now she could shut up.
Next second!
âOuch!â Caden snapped up his head, his thumb swiped away the blood on the corner of his lips. âYou bite me?â He questioned her.
The woman opened her mouth and said in her guttural voice, âPresident Shaw, I admit that I did get someone get killed, but it wasnât your Wallis.â She closed her eyes after saying it. She was too exhaustedâ¦to say anythingâ¦Before passing out, she still thought about:
To explain it?
Will it work?
Will he listen to me?
Why to explain if he doesnât listen to me.
Iâll explain to someone that is ready to listen to me.
âHey, open your eyes!â Did she close her eyes to avoid him?
Caden narrowed his eyes and bellowed, âOpen them up!â
But she gave no response. Caden nudged her, and her head limply fell to the side. Cadenâs heart skipped a beat. âGrace! Grace!â
He was shocked as he moved backwards. He cradled her in his arms and rushed to the bedroom.
Holy crap! How came she was so hot?
She was alright when he came to her rescue in the booth.
âHumbert, where are you? Come over now!â
Humbert rolled his eyes. âDude, even if Iâm your private doctor, I donât think itâs proper to call me twice in one day.â
âCome over now. She passed out again.â
Humbert riled up. âShe? Grace? Sheâs not that sick. She just needs enough rest and medicine.
By the way, why is she with you?â
Humbert thought of something and snapped.
âHoly Crap! Caden! Donât you tell me you did something evil to her? Her broken body is not tough enough for you to torture. If you really hate her, why not kill her once and for all?â
âWait up!â He heard something unusual. âBroken body? Sheâs not disabled.â
Humbert smirked and said, âSheâs not that serious, just lacking a kidney.
Cadenâs hand trembled as he heard what Humbert said. Humbert arched one of his eyebrows as he heard Cadenâs erratic breath.
âYouâll believe what I said if you see the scar.â
Caden glanced at the woman on the bed and walked over to her. With phone in his one hand, he slowly rolled up her dress with the other hand.
Inch by inchâ¦
Suddenly, his eyes narrowed.
âWho did this?â His fury bloomed in his cold voice.
A nasty scar was etched in her skin.
He held out his shuddering hand, trying to touch it.