Chapter Thirty Two

All night there was no sense of rest behind the thick blanket, a small body sitting on the floor with her back against the bed. Her eyes drifted to the bedroom door until it opened.

Twenty minutes to five in the morning, the hard black door opened, until Mr.Charmond's nose was perfectly visible. Grace woke up, approached a grown man with a tired look but still carried a sweet smile at the corners of his lips.

"I'm sorry, Grace." The smile was heavy, showing that he felt guilty but not sad.

The genie who possessed Grace carried Mr.Charmond's body against the wall until it hit the corner of the table. Anger with bloodshot eyes made the man who had just been cornered try to calm the situation down, but it seemed to no avail.

"Why are you meddling with my life!" She shouted angrily.

"Because I give you what you want." He answered innocently.

Charmond's collar seemed to entangle his neck, even his body was slightly pushed towards Grace.

"You husband is useless to me! I am do not recognize