Chapter 772

Perhaps Grace was really tired after a hard day. After eating some food, she fell into a deep slumber.

Jason sat on the edge of the bed, staring gloomily at her sleeping face.

She lay still as if she would not go anywhere, could not go, and could only remain in his sight.

She was right in front of him, but why did he feel like he could not hold on to her?

‘Today she said she won’t regret it, but why… do I think she’s regretting it? I don’t think she meant what she said!’

The scene of Brian carrying her on his back was like a scene in a movie that kept rewinding, replaying in front of his eyes.

He had never been so afraid! It was as if all he feared was coming true!

“Does Brian really mean nothing to you?” he murmured, his fingers softly touching her closed red lips.

It was naturally impossible for her, who was asleep, to give him an answer.

“Jason, even if you do fall in love with someone in the future, I don’t want you to fall too deeply or put your life in their hands.

“Jason, do you know what cowardice is? It’s when you hate someone, but you can’t even bear to hurt them in the end.

“Jason, don’t learn from me. Don’t be like me! It’s too painful and hard. You can’t even control your life…”

His father’s voice rang in his ears again and again.

‘Control… I’m supposed to control everything!

‘I’ve trapped her by my side and have her firmly in my hand, haven’t I?’

“Grace, did you betray me?” His voice rang again, but he did not know whether he was asking her or himself.

‘I’m not my father, and my fate will not be the same as his!’

Suddenly, he got up, went to his original room next door, and pulled open one of the drawers. There was a photo of her in a floral dress and the little silver bracelet he had taken from her grandmother’s mementos.

It was the same as the silver bracelet Brian had. They were originally a pair.

‘I’ve tried so hard to keep them from recognizing each other, but did it work? Or maybe it’s just… His eyes grew darker.

When Grace woke up the next day, it was already after ten in the morning. Jason was not in the room.

She pulled back the covers, got out of bed, and washed up. The bruises from yesterday were mostly painless today, and the bruises on her wrist had faded by now.

She looked at herself in the mirror. She had a deep sleep last night and felt very comfortable.

Perhaps it was because she had sorted out the doubts about her memory and let those matters go!

‘Today’s my birthday! Jason promised to make me a cake today!

Grace’s mood brightened again at the thought.

‘I’ll surely enjoy my birthday today. It’s my first birthday after getting out of prison.’

When they put on the candle, she would make her birthday wish. ‘I’ll wish him peace of mind and for him not to get hurt anymore. I’ll wish that I can grow old with him.’

After washing up, Grace changed into a