I've Been There Before (Grace and Caden)

Erhai Lake, Yunnan.

Memory Inn.

On the day that Grace was discharged from the hospital, Ingemar followed her back to the Memory Inn shamelessly. He used his beauty and got checked in with the help of Carol. Grace wished she could send this little girl a thousand miles away to remain calm.

But she only realized what had happened after Ingemar checking in.

These days, Carol felt wronged. Her boss did not talk to her and ignored her.

Carol was mad when she saw Ingemar's seductive face.

"Boss, that old lady is here again."

Carol was at the bar when she saw that annoying figure.

The corner of Grace's eyes swept past the figure. Then she closed her eyes and ignored it.

Carol hated Mrs. James. She was obviously not that old, but Carol kept calling her old lady.

Mrs. James detested Carol, but she could only glare at her.

She didn't forget why she was here.

When Grace was admitted to the hospital, Mrs. James also went to visit her. But no matter how hard she tried, there was no way she could approach the ward under Ingemar's nose. After Grace was discharged from the hospital, she came to the Memory Inn for days.

Mrs. James looked at her indifferent daughter, her heart bleeding.

She knew that she owed her daughter.

She knew that she deserved it.

However, Payne was still waiting for her to save him on the hospital bed!

And Jafar was an old jerk who lost humanity!

He cared more about that illegitimate child than her son!

Mrs. James had been well-off all these years. No matter how dissatisfied she was, she knew very well that if she lost a son, she would have nothing!

Jafar was an ungrateful man. If she was old without a son, he wouldn't think much of her.

"Grace." Mrs. James walked to the woman who was resting with her eyes closed. Her lips moved. She was embarrassed to speak out, but what could she do? She was helpless. If there was any other way, she would not be willing to force her daughter.

"I know your intention. Don't say anything." The woman kept her eyes closed, ignoring the piteous woman beside her.

"No!" Mrs. James subconsciously retorted, her eyes filled with difficulty. Her lips moved and she finally said, "I'm not here for the bone marrow."

The woman on the rattan chair remained expressionless.

Mrs. James sighed helplessly. She could only say what the person on the phone had told her this morning,

"I ... I want..." She paused for a moment, thinking that she should stop. But when she remembered the instructions on the phone, she gritted her teeth fiercely. "Grace, could you go beg President Shaw?"

Grace finally opened her eyes and glanced at Mrs. James with a forced smile, "President Shaw?"

Seeing that she had finally opened her eyes, Mrs. James's eyes which were lined with crow's feet suddenly lit up. She anxiously grabbed Grace's hand and hurriedly said, "Caden Shaw, President Shaw of the Shaw Group. The man you love."

Mrs. James, who was in a hurry to show her intention, did not see the woman wearing an indescribable expression, whose palm was clutched tightly.

She only wanted to achieve her goal.

"Grace, you go beg Caden, okay?

Beg him to let go of the James Group and your father, okay?"

Let go of the James Group? A trace of confusion appeared in Grace's eyes.

A mocking laugh was heard.

"Jafar, that old fellow, was ambitious. He thinks that he can defeat Caden by getting close to Hale, and Kern, the illegitimate son of the Shaws."

Ingemar shoved one of his hands into a casual pants' pocket and handed an iPad to Grace by another hand. "Look, everything you don't know is on Weibo." Ingemar's words were puns. He lowered his head and looked at the woman on the rattan chair.

He was wondering whether she understood him or not.

The woman on the rattan chair did not refuse. She took the tablet and slowly browsed through the interface. Her thin fingertips touched the screen, looking at it carefully.

She read it attentively. From others' perspective, it was about her life-long entanglement with the man.

She read it earnestly. It was about all the difficulties that the man had gone through in the past ten days or so.

Now she understood what role the James Group had played in this.

It was clear that what kind of pressure her good father was under at the moment.

She also saw the moment that Caden posted at 19:31. "I, Caden, have only one wife in my life. Her name is Grace James."

She clenched her teeth tightly, and almost broke them!

Her heart started to ache again. The pain spread like the surface of Erhai Lake, endless.

Ingemar swore that he was not mistaken. Even if this woman hid her emotions so well, and even if she acted so cautiously, he was sure that this woman was not calm.

This was completely different from the way she had been in the past days.

Grace, you said you didn't care about anything. Then why did you have such abnormal emotions when hearing the news concerned with Caden?

Grace, you said it was over, didn't you?

The woman on the rattan chair suddenly closed her eyes!

Her expression suddenly turned cold!

She said coldly,

"Mrs. James, I am not the right person whom you need to beg for."

Mrs. James's heart skipped a beat!

Was Grace rejecting her by saying that, wasn't her?

No!

"Grace! For your father's sake and ..." Mrs. James thought for a while and then realized no one in the family that Grace cared about. They showed no mercy to her in the past. Who else should she mention?

"For the sake of ... for the sake of your deceased grandfather." Mrs. James felt uncomfortable in her heart. They were her family, her parents, and her brother. They were alive, but they were not comparable to a dead person. Even though she felt sarcastic, she could not find anyone else who mattered to Grace.

"The James Group was the thing your grandfather cared about the most when he was alive, and it was he who expanded it.

Grace, your grandfather raised you up. He devoted his life to the company. Did you have the heart to see it be wiped out in a day.

If he knew that his lifetime work had been destroyed, he wouldn't rest well underground."

Although the woman in the rattan chair had her eyes closed and her expression remained calm, her tight lips and slightly trembling body revealed her anger.

Ingemar couldn't bear it and was just about to ridicule Mrs. James.

But the next second!

The woman's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened. She fiercely shook off Mrs. James's hand. The pair of her black eyes were in flames. She stared at Mrs. James's face, gritted her teeth and said, "Shame on you!"‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒