LOGINGrace's cheeks immediately felt hot at the man's words. She had to look down to hide the blush that was surely spreading across her cheeks."Should I?" And for some reason, Grace asked that. Perhaps she was so nervous she didn't know how to respond.Paul reached for Grace's hand to hold it."Of course, honey. Isn't that what every newlywed couple has to do?" Paul asked a question that made Grace even more uncomfortable.Gosh! This man really wants to make all my dreams of a perfect wedding come true.Grace was so happy she couldn't help but hug Paul's arm, clinging to his strong arms."Thank you, Uncle," Grace said softly."You're welcome, honey," Paul replied, kissing the top of Grace's head as it rested on his shoulder.It wasn't long before they arrived in front of Grace's apartment building.Paul got out first and opened the door for Grace."Yogie?" Grace called out, seeing Yogie standing leaning against the wall. The man waved at her."Then I'll go in first, Uncle," Grace said.B
Their discussion was over for the day. Grace planned to return to the apartment Carson had shared while in Alatha a few months ago. They were just about to get into the car when someone called out to Grace. "Grace!" The woman immediately turned to see who had called her. "Yogie!" Grace was quite surprised to see Yogie there. She immediately approached the cane-wielding man to help him walk. "I'll wait in the car!" Paul shouted, getting in first, allowing Grace to talk to Yogie. And here they were, sitting on a wooden bench on the sidewalk. "Thank goodness you're better," Grace said, pleased to see Yogie no longer lying in a hospital bed. "Yes. I'm grateful for that too," Yogie replied, slightly awkwardly. "Oh yeah, about my behavior a few weeks ago..." Yogie turned to Grace. "I'm sorry, Grace." It turned out Paul was right. Yogie would definitely come to Grace and apologize. Grace smiled broadly and hugged Yogie. "I'm sorry too for not visiting anymore," Grace said in Yogie'
"Congratulations, honey," Carson said happily as his beloved daughter enthusiastically showed off the ring on her ring finger. "Thanks, Dad," Grace replied, breaking away from her father's warm embrace and returning to sit beside Paul. "So, when are you planning to get married?" Carson asked, then looked at the couple. "As soon as possible. I'll have Jonas take care of everything," Paul replied. "That's great," Carson nodded in agreement, but his expression turned slightly sad. "But I'm sorry I can't help," he continued. "What's wrong, Dad?" "You have to return to Varden immediately. Our resort project has hit a bit of a snag." "Really? But my men haven't said anything." However, the resort remains Paul's responsibility. "It happened this morning. So maybe they haven't had a chance to tell you yet," Carson explained. "Should I help?" Carson shook his head slowly with a faint smile. "No need. I can handle it. Just pray it's over quickly so I can be at your wedding." "Of cou
The serene atmosphere in the luxurious restaurant, however, couldn't calm Grace down. She kept wondering what she'd done wrong to make Yogie so angry.It couldn't have been because she'd asked him to accompany her back to Alatha, could it? After all, Yogie had agreed to it. As for their engagement, it had been a fabrication from the start, and once again, Yogie had agreed to it.So what had made her so angry with Grace?The woman sighed softly. The delicious-looking dish didn't appeal to her at all. Grace had never wanted to be hostile toward the people she cared about, as it would only burden her. Or rather, she didn't want to lose someone important in her life. She wanted to maintain a good relationship as best as possible."Hey, honey, what's wrong? Why aren't you eating your food?"Paul had been watching Grace's movements since they arrived. She seemed anxious and not particularly enjoying their time together.Grace turned to Paul with a weary expression. "Yogie's still ignoring m
A few days later...Grace thought Yogie was acting differently that day, but it turned out Yogie's behavior continued. Every time she came, he would reject her with the same excuse: He wanted to rest. Grace was even doubtful whether he truly wanted to rest or was just trying to avoid her.And today, Grace was determined to meet Yogie, regardless of whether he would chase her away again.The woman was wearing a white off-shoulder top paired with a short peach skirt. Not to mention the small bag perched prettily on her shoulder. Grace pushed open Yogie's ward door and saw him turn toward her."I want to—""I want to talk." Before Yogie could utter his reason, Grace cut him off.Yogie rolled his eyes lazily. He didn't want to look at Grace, who was now walking toward him and sitting next to him."Hurry up. I want to rest soon," Yogie said. The man really didn't want to spend much time with Grace. Honestly, Yogie's attitude made Grace's heart throb."Why are you acting like this to me? Wh
"What happened?" she asked."There's been an accident on the circuit," one of them replied."Oh my God!" The man was shocked and then jumped in to help.Meanwhile, Grace remained there watching from a distance. She didn't dare approach because her body suddenly felt shaky.No. Please, not now! Grace thought as she realized she was being attacked by panic from her still-unhealed trauma. Grace's breathing began to become erratic, and her body began to lose balance. She trudged toward the wall. Leaning against it, she tried to regain her composure by inhaling and exhaling continuously.A short time later, an ambulance arrived. Two nurses ran in to help the victims. Grace remained there, watching as the unconscious racers were carried one by one to the ambulance. It seemed the accident was quite serious, as it involved quite a number of racers. Her blurred vision finally caught sight of the figure she had been searching for."Yogie?" Grace whispered softly, her eyes widening as she saw th
Sunlight penetrated through the gaps in the slightly open window curtains. Making the figure who was still lying on the bed a little disturbed. Because the sunlight was right on his still closed eyelids."Eugh...." His groan was soft.Al opened his eyes slowly, trying to get used to receiving the i
Grace was very shocked and worried to see Al's chaotic appearance. the man sat curled up in the second seat of his car. Without saying anything, Al threw a hug at Grace who was now sitting next to him. No words came out of each other's mouths. Even though there were dozens of questions in Grace's
Alex - the man approached Fio and sat next to the woman. His hand reached out, gently brushing Fio's cheek, which felt slightly warm. Does the woman have a fever? "You are okay?" Alex asked with a worried expression. Fio smiled faintly, gently removing Alex's hand from her cheek. She nodded slowl
Such light words just came out of Al's mouth. In fact, he had already poured the drink into a glass and then took a sip. Grace suddenly had an idea."Since it's the second party, how about we play a game?" that's not actually a question but a challenge."Agree!" Al answered enthusiastically. Grace







