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116. Betrothal
LeemaOof, someone's pride really took a beating in this chapter.
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Till Time Do Us Part 119. Bill
Gray Stewart casted her trembling eyes at the man who also bore the same expression as her—just as stupefied. After meeting her eye-to-eye and seeing her pained expression, the man lowered his gaze and finally noticed his hand still gripping on the hilt of the knife impaled on her stomach. Although the oozing blood was not apparent through her black buttoned shirt, when the warm blood touched and imprinted itself on the edge of the man’s gripping hand, it made him let go in trepidation. He finally realized what he had done. “I…I…” the man cried, his wobbly legs slowly stepping back. Gray, on the other hand, just followed him with the orbs of her eyes, her mouth gaping in unutterable pain. Unable to notice the rock behind the man, he tripped over it and fell down as he continuously stepped back. “I-it’s not my fault!” he barked as he crawled his way out of their sight. Belinda, who was hiding herself behind Gray, finally spoke. “God,” she sighed. “That was really scary just now.” S
Till Time Do Us Part 120. Mollify
After taking off the blood stained shirt with the hole on it, Gray Stewart hung it on a hook behind the door of a toilet cubicle she was in. Rummaging inside a paper bag, she took out a black buttoned shirt, identical to the one she took off. Tearing off the tag, she then changed into it. When she raised both arms slightly over her shoulders to slide in the sleeves, she felt a pang on her stomach. “Damn that woman,” she mumbled to herself as she slowly buttoned her shirt, all the while glaring at the blood stained shirt in front of her. “Well, it’s not like she asked you for help.” However, even having said that, she could still not be mollified. She took out her long hair that had been tucked in the shirt on her back. “Has she always been like that?” And with that thought, her head refreshed the day she first had an interaction with her. It was at the time when Edward had been hospitalized after his car accident. Gray and Zia were both in the hospital, substituting Martha. A knock
Till Time Do Us Part 121. Audacity
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Gray Stewart grabbed her blood stained shirt and put it on the paper bag. She then turned the knob open on the toilet cubicle she was in. However, before going out, she paused. She glanced at the paper bag. Suddenly, it reminded her of another memory she had that also involved the vile woman. It was the time when Zia had forced her to go shopping and they were on their way home that night. “God, I’m exhausted,” said Zia as Gray put all their shopping bags in the trunk. “Really?” said Gray sarcastically and slammed the tailgate shut. They arrived at the shopping mall in the morning and now that they were leaving, stars were already visible from the sky. Gray climbed on the driver’s seat, and Zia on the passenger’s seat beside her. Gray started driving and when they reached the main road, there was heavy traffic. “I think we got caught in the evening rush hour,” said Zia, looking at the jam-packed road and vehicles surrounding them. “You think?” said Gray dryly, annoyance flitting
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