Xander furrowed his brows. He never expected Grace to say that. "You love me?""I love you. Don't you believe me?" Grace's palms were sweaty. She was worried he would fall out of love with her someday.Xander shut his eyes, then opened them again. He pressed her head against his chest and said, "I believe you wholeheartedly."His concerns and anxiety were left unsaid. All he could do was trust Grace. Grace lay contentedly in his arms, then suddenly jumped up. "I forgot that Aunt Hestia's flight is tomorrow! I haven't packed anything yet." Xander grabbed her hand. "What do you need to pack?" "Christmas is tomorrow, and I haven't bought anything." "The housekeeper will do it." "It's not the same. It's always different when you put in effort." Grace rushed, pulling him up, insisting on buying gifts at the supermarket. They arrived at a luxurious mall. Although there weren't many people, quite a few like them came to do some last-minute shopping as Christmas approached.G
The little girl spoke very adorably. Grace was highly embarrassed. The girl just wished them a happy marriage.Xander, on the other hand, was in a great mood. He reached into the shopping cart, took out some bills, and handed it to the little girl. "Here's some pocket money." "That's too nice of you. There's no need…" The parents hurriedly refused. "It's for her." Xander insisted, stuffing it into the little girl's hand. Grace chuckled. "Just accept it. He's in a good mood." Xander was most likely in a good mood because of the little girl's words. As they left the supermarket, Grace asked, "Why did you tell them we're married?" "It's just a matter of time. I just said it early. It's not lying." Xander smiled ambiguously. Grace grimaced in disdain, "You like children." "They're alright, but whether we have children is up to you." Xander understood the damage a baby could bring to a woman's body; prioritizing her health was paramount. "Do you prefer boys or girl
There was someone else with Victor, an Amirate Corporation legal team's lawyer.Grace walked in front, heading straight into the VIP ward area. She stopped in front of a door and knocked. A nurse opened the door. She sized Grace up and asked, "Who are you?" "I'm looking for Mr. Iverson. Is he in?" "He..." The caregiver hesitated momentarily before saying, "You can't enter without an appointment." "Who is it?" A female voice came from inside. It was Celia. The nurse stepped aside, and Celia saw Grace. She sneered. "What a surprise. Isn't it beneath Ms. Lewis' noble status to visit a hospital?" Seeing this, Grace walked straight in. Joshua was nowhere to be found in the ward. "Did I let you in? What are you looking at?" Celia tried to push her away, but Victor grabbed her wrist. "Miss, it's better to keep your distance." "Who are you? Her bodyguard? How dare you touch me! Let go!" Celia struggled. Victor wasn't angry. Instead, he chuckled. "In a sense, I am indee
Grace shook her head and said, "I've met with Reina. She ratted you out." Upon hearing this, Celia stumbled back in anger and shock. "That's impossible. I told you, I didn't do it." "Is that so? Then Reina lied. I'll have the police interrogate her again." Grace calmly deceived her and watched her crumble in confusion and anxiety. Celia glared at her fiercely, her disgust intensifying. "I'll have my lawyer tell you about the consequences of perjury." Grace finished speaking, feeling a bit annoyed, and walked to the smoking area by the window, lighting up a cigarette. The cigarettes in her bag belonged to Xander. There was probably a mix-up when they met. They were strong, but they brought a sense of calm. Either way, the trust between Celia and Reina would take a severe hit. A cornered mouse would surely make a big fuss. As the lawyer finished reciting legal terms, Celia was on the edge of agitation, screaming, "Get out! I don't want to hear it!" She ran out
"I'm waiting for someone," Grace blurted out. "What are you doing here?""Chief Bradley is hospitalized. I'm here on duty." Angus weighed the documents in his hand and admitted. Grace was right. "Your chief must be an important man. There are many plainclothes officers around. I'm too afraid to go up," Grace half-joked, probing. Angus glanced at her and pulled her around the corner. "Our chief isn't that influential. It's someone from higher up who got admitted. He got into a car accident just as he arrived in Pamore. Now, he's in the hospital." People who would require the protection of plainclothes police must be high government officials. Grace was puzzled and asked, "Who?" Angus scratched his head. "I can't tell you that, Ms. Lewis. I have to go." "Hey—" Grace wanted to wait longer, but Xander was still not out. She even started to think she had been mistaken. Victor called to urge her. "Who's the friend you've been chatting with for so long? Grandpa is urgin
The elevator arrived. Xander looked up and saw Grace standing in the doorway.Her hair was casually tied up in a messy bun, reflecting her usual simple style. Draped in an ivory-white Kidhnian traditional gown, Grace effortlessly embodied the elegance required to pull off such attire. The gown complemented her figure flawlessly.She looked gentle and soft as if lacking any harsh edges. Xander's eyes dimmed as he imagined her clinging to his arm, introducing herself as his wife at social gatherings. Warmth flooded his being, a feeling he couldn't shake. Grace's voice was as clear as a bell. "Uncle Raymond, Aunt Hestia."Raymond nodded.Hestia was delighted and took Grace's arm at once. "I said that this dress would suit you, didn't I? I was right.""Aunt Hestia, you have great taste as always. My brothers all complimented me today.""What about Xander? What does he think?"Xander stood under the lights and looked at her admiringly. "It looks good."Grace smiled and fluttered
Xander did not move after he finished reading it. He allowed the screen to fade out gradually.The alcohol in his glass sloshed, and he downed it in one gulp."Aaron, your health isn't great right now. Don't drink so much." Grace sat in Harold's seat. Harold couldn't stay up late, so he had already gone home. Aaron looked rather pleased, and he was also slightly tipsy. "Our Gracie really has grown up. She's actually showing concern for me.""Aaron, do you have something on your mind?"Aaron leaned back. The collar of his shirt was open, revealing his slightly flushed skin and his muscled chest. He looked at the night view of the city outside the floor-to-ceiling windows. "Perhaps."His eyes were like a pair of cold, distant stars. They seemed to conceal many things. Grace was curious, but she did not dare to approach him. Yet, she speculated that it could be related to his rumored girlfriend.Grace still didn't know who she was because Aaron had gone to great lengths to conce
Jake's expression changed, but he recovered very quickly."When I get married, even if no one else comes, you have to come. Otherwise, I'll be disappointed." Jake looked in Xander's direction as he said the second half of the sentence. He was obviously provoking him. Xander focused on him and did not move. "No matter when your wedding happens, Jake, Grace, and I will prepare a large gift."After getting rebutted, Jake raised his eyebrows and patted his girlfriend on the butt. "You still have many things to learn from Ms. Lewis. Go and make a toast."His girlfriend was obedient. She walked over to Grace with a glass of wine. She had a fake smile plastered on her face. "Ms. Lewis, I've heard so much about you. My name is Nancy Willis, and it seems we'll be seeing a lot of each other in the future. I hope that you'll go easy on me."A moment passed with the wine glass suspended in the space between them. Grace glanced at it. "I don't drink alcohol that's given to me by strangers."