Belle recognized the bottle. She might not have been knowledgeable about wines, but she remembered Meredith mentioning that the bottle was the equivalent of a villa.More importantly, it was uniquely rare. Money alone could not guarantee its purchase. She began to wonder what the occasion was for him to enjoy such prestigious wine. She guessed it might be his birthday. So, Belle curiously asked, "Is it your birthday today?"Grayson resumed cutting his steak. "No, it's not.""Then why did you … What's the big deal with today, exactly?"He then gazed at her longingly. "To celebrate a new life!""A new life? What the hell?"He maintained his affectionate gaze. "You'll understand later tonight."Grayson placed the steak he had cut before her as he murmured, "You should eat more."Belle's gaze drifted over his hands. She imagined that his long, beautiful hands likely played a part in his piano abilities. She finally snapped out of her thoughts when he withdrew his hand.She wonde
Belle wasn't happy at all! She asked unhappily, "What's with the petals in the room?""I put them there," Grayson answered. "I know! I'm asking you, why would you put so many petals in the bedroom out of nowhere?""You don't like it?"Belle was exasperated. "I'm asking you a question, Grayson! Can't you answer me properly?""I'm asking you a question, too," Grayson spoke indifferently. He even leaned in close to Belle, his intentions obvious.Belle thought of something, but she didn't think it was possible. Grayson kept making it known that he didn't like her. So, he wouldn't have had any intentions toward her.But the scene in front of her caused her to doubt.While Belle was deep in thought, she subconsciously stepped backward. As she backed away, she frowned and looked at Grayson.She said, "You've been acting weird today. You'd better tell me what's happening, or I might misunderstand you. I might lose control of my hands and beat you up!"Grayson wasn't intimidated by h
Belle had never experienced this before. Grayson was also coming at her in full force, refusing to give her any time to react. Soon, the kisses dazed her, and her mind turned blank.Their breaths mingled in the air. The atmosphere in the room turned even more suggestive thanks to the rose petals.Then, a ringtone sounded out of the blue. It kept ringing. The two froze.Grayson's frown deepened, but after a brief moment of surprise, he continued his passionate embrace with Belle. He had no intention of letting the annoying ringtone disrupt the moment.But in the next second, Belle's phone rang again.Before she realized it, her phone had slipped from her pocket onto the floor. The screen was facing upward, and the name "Sam" danced on the screen.Grayson frowned. Sam must have something important to talk about if he was calling at such a late hour. Moreover, he called Belle when Grayson didn't answer his phone. Grayson's desires simmered down a bit. He glanced at Belle, collec
In the emergency room, the doctor on shift was still stitching up Simon's wound. Simon had received anesthetics, so it wasn't painful for him. Still, Simon frowned deeply.No one would be pleased if something like this happened at their family's hospital.Sam was standing at the side. When he saw Grayson, he hastily greeted, "Mr. Page!"Simon also looked up. Sighing in exasperation, he said, "I see that even you were startled by the news."Striding over to join them, Grayson took a seat.The doctor and nurses were familiar with him. When they saw him, they hastily greeted him. Then, they rushed to treat Simon's wounds so they could leave as soon as possible.Simon called out to them, saying, "Tell all the doctors and nurses to calm down. It won't turn out too badly. Also, tell the nurses on shift to calm down the patients.""Understood."After the doctor and nurses left, Grayson lit a cigarette. Then, he spoke up."What exactly is going on?"Simon looked troubled. "I haven't
Simon didn't know what was going on. He said, "I owe you too much. Even my life belongs to you. If you want it, you can take it away."Pursing his lips, Grayson said in disdain, "Why would I want your life? It's worth nothing."Simon simply smiled as he skipped the rest of his appreciation speech. He stared at the dark circles under Grayson's eyes, then asked, "You seem to be in a bad condition lately. Didn't you manage to buy new scented sachets?"Grayson became annoyed upon hearing that. He had also forgotten how long it had been since he last slept properly.After the scented sachets stopped working, he slept less than three hours on average per day. Also, even if he managed to sleep, it was only very light sleep.Taking a puff of the cigarette, Grayson said, "I didn't buy any. I'll consider it after the hospital gives me a proper checkup."Simon was surprised. "The doctor selling the scented sachets is willing to see you now?""Yes. She said she would be coming to Maltford
In the car, Grayson lit a cigarette and smoked quietly.He didn't know about Lena's existence, so he wasn't distracted by her. His mind was full of thoughts about Belle.When he came out today, Belle was mad. She was extremely pissed. If his guesses were correct, judging by Belle's temper, she would still be mad right now.He was at fault for stopping halfway. It wasn't just Belle, either. If any lady were to experience the same thing, she would be upset as well.Grayson had a sullen look on his face. He wondered how to explain it to Belle when he went home later. He was thinking of ways to make her happy.He wondered if she was still willing to continue what he had started earlier.Grayson thought of her soft lips and smooth skin. He couldn't help but gulp, the cells in his body getting worked up again.If he managed to make her happy, they might be able to continue. Then, they could spend a wonderful night together."But … how do I make her happy?" he wondered.He had never
Grayson didn't go to the boxing gym after arriving at the place. Instead, he asked Sam to pull up at the entrance of a milkshake bar near the boxing gym.He didn't understand Belle's preferences. The only thing he could think of that would make her happy was buying a milkshake.He knew that she liked milkshakes. When she was dancing today, she seemed happy to drink the milkshake Meredith had prepared.She might be happy if she could drink the milkshake from this bar, and perhaps she would then forgive him if she were happy.Sam didn't know what Grayson was thinking. He glanced at the milkshake bar in surprise.Then, he said, "Mr. Page, do you fancy some milkshake? I'll buy some for you. You don't have to get out of the car.""It's okay. I'll buy it myself."With that, Grayson opened the door and got out of the car.He felt that it would seem more sincere if he bought it himself. If not, he wouldn't have gone the extra few miles to be here in person.The milkshake bar was open
Coincidentally, Grayson had just arrived at home. The luggage almost fell on his luxury car.Sam, who was driving, was startled by it. He swerved to the side to avoid it.He glanced upstairs in fear. "Mr. Page, Ms. Walters seemed to be throwing something."Grayson asked, "What is it?""I'm not sure. I'll go and check." With that, Sam opened the door and got out of the car.As he got closer, shock washed over him. There, on the lawn, lay several large bags. He opened one of them, and to his astonishment, it was filled with clothing—men's clothing! And it unmistakably belonged to Grayson!Sam widened his eyes. He opened another bag. It contained leather shoes that also belonged to Grayson.He checked the other bags. There were watches, belts, ties, socks, and underwear. Those were all Grayson's things!Sam wondered, "Why did Ms. Walters throw out all the stuff that belonged to Mr. Page? Is she driving Mr. Page out of his own house? My goodness!"Sam's eyes were as big as saucers