Five Years Wasted Now They Beg Her Back novel Chapter 301

A man in a dark gray trench coat suddenly stepped in front of Grace.

He wore a mask and a hat, his features completely obscured.

But the chilling presence he exuded made Mark instinctively take a step back.

The man said nothing, merely staring at Mark with a cold gaze.

It was the kind of look that served as a warning.

Mark swallowed hard, muttered, “Freak,” and ran off with the flowers.

Grace watched him go, her heart giving a painful lurch as she looked at the man who had helped her.

That silhouette…

It was so familiar.

Broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and a tall, straight posture that was evident even under the trench coat.

“…Damien?”

Grace called out tentatively.

The man’s back clearly stiffened.

But he didn’t turn around.

He pulled the brim of his hat lower and said in an extremely hoarse, unrecognizable voice, “Miss, you have the wrong person.”

With that, he walked away quickly, his pace flustered. It looked like he was fleeing.

Grace stood frozen, watching his silhouette disappear around the corner.

She laughed at herself.

How could it possibly be him?

Right now, he should be in Jarrow City, locked in a bitter struggle with the Clarke family.

Why would a man like him be here?

“Grace, you’re really losing it.”

She patted her own cheeks. “You said you wouldn’t think about him. Why are you hallucinating now?”

***

Around the corner.

Damien leaned against the wall, gasping for breath.

He pulled off his mask, revealing a face completely drained of color.

That was too close.

He had been a hair's breadth away from turning around and pulling her into his arms.

Hearing her say his name, even in that confused and guarded tone, felt like a long-awaited rain after a drought.

“Cough, cough…”

Damien covered his mouth, and a smear of crimson stained his palm.

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