Five Years Wasted Now They Beg Her Back novel Chapter 159

A week into the new year.

The festive atmosphere had yet to fade, but a late winter chill swept through the Clarke family villa.

Damien had just warmed a glass of milk for Grace when his phone began to ring incessantly.

The word "Mother" flashed on the screen.

Damien frowned, not wanting to answer.

Grace, holding the warm glass, said softly, "You should take it. It might be an emergency."

Only then did Damien swipe to answer.

"Damien, your father's having a heart attack! He collapsed at the estate! You have to come back now!"

Marianne’s voice was sharp and shrill with panic.

Damien’s expression turned cold.

This old trick again.

Ever since he was a child, whenever he did something his mother disapproved of, his father's heart would conveniently have a "problem."

But as a son, even knowing it was likely a trap, he couldn't risk that one-in-a-million chance.

Hanging up, Damien looked at Grace, his eyes full of apology.

"Grace, I…"

"Go," Grace said, putting down her glass and straightening his collar.

"He's your father. Don't give yourself a reason to regret this."

She remembered kneeling on the Wards' doorstep, begging Ethan to let her borrow a car to visit her sick aunt in the hospital.

But Ethan had just wrapped an arm around Lilian and said coldly, "She's just some broke relative. If she dies, she dies. Don't let it interfere with our plans to go to the concert."

She had tasted that kind of desperation and helplessness.

She didn't want Damien to experience it, too.

Damien took her hand and brought it to his lips for a kiss.

"I'll be back as soon as I can. If anything happens, call me immediately. Don't put up with anyone's nonsense."

"Okay."

The moment Damien left, the door of a red Ferrari parked just outside the villa opened.

A foot in a red-soled heel stepped out onto the snow.

It was followed by a woman decked out in designer brands, her makeup flawless.

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