Five Years Wasted Now They Beg Her Back novel Chapter 323

Damien let out a soft sigh.

“Grace, what am I going to do with you?” he murmured to himself, his voice filled with a mixture of helplessness and deep affection.

Just then, Grace’s eyelashes fluttered.

Damien immediately held his breath.

She didn’t wake up, but merely shifted, her cheek unconsciously brushing against the back of Damien’s hand, which he had rested on the desk.

The soft touch shot straight to his heart.

Damien froze.

It was a gesture of complete trust and reliance.

Perhaps, in her subconscious, his presence and the faint scent of cedar had already become synonymous with safety.

Damien’s gaze instantly softened, becoming gentle enough to drown in.

He didn’t pull his hand away. He remained crouched there, letting her use the back of his hand as a pillow.

Even as his leg grew numb and his arm began to ache, he refused to move.

This moment of peace was something he had paid for dearly.

As long as she was here, as long as she was willing to let him get close—even just a little, even just as a friend—he would gladly endure anything.

Outside, the Jarrow City skyline glittered with the lights of a bustling metropolis.

Inside the office, under a single lamp, two people shared a moment of perfect peace.

But Damien knew this was just the calm before the storm.

The Hart family was like a venomous creature that refused to die. Since Grace wanted to make them regret everything, he would be the sharpest blade in her hand.

Tomorrow.

When the sun rose tomorrow, it would mark the beginning of the Hart family’s downfall.

And he would stand behind her, always, until she was willing to turn around and look at him.

***

The next morning.

When Grace woke up, she found a suit jacket draped over her, carrying that familiar cedar scent.

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