Five Years Wasted Now They Beg Her Back novel Chapter 386

It was like listening to someone else's story.

"So," Grace began, her voice a little hoarse, "is that why my mom was so introverted and timid growing up?"

She'd heard people say countless times that Lauren Hawke had lived like a ghost in the Hart family.

"Grace," her grandmother said, taking her hand, "it's not that I kept it from you on purpose. It's just that when your biological grandmother passed, she warned us over and over that if your mother's identity was ever discovered, it would bring utter disaster."

"We're just ordinary people. We only want to live in peace."

Who would have thought that after escaping the pursuit from overseas, she couldn't escape the Harts?

Grace took a deep breath, a self-mocking smile touching her lips.

"Peace? Ha."

"If my last name wasn't Hart, if my mother had been even a little bit stronger back then, maybe I wouldn't have had my leg broken, or my blood drawn, or been locked in a basement like a dog, forced to drink rainwater."

"And now you're telling me I'm actually of noble birth?"

"That's the funniest joke I've heard all year."

Damien's heart ached seeing the shattered look in her eyes.

He pulled her into his arms, resting his chin on the top of her head. His voice was deep and commanding.

"It's not a joke."

"Now that we know the source of the problem, it'll be easy to handle."

"Grace, you suffered in the past because you had no one to back you up."

"Now, if that so-called hidden family dares to cause trouble, I'll make them understand why they call me the Reaper of the Capital."

He then switched to a playful tone, leaning close to her ear. "Besides, Mrs. Clarke, since you're a noble lost among commoners, does this mean I'm marrying up?"

Grace's heavy heart instantly lightened at his shameless attempt to distract her.

She gave him a push, but he didn't budge, only holding her tighter.

"Alright, stop messing around."

Grace looked at her grandmother, her expression softening once more. "Grandma, thank you for telling me all this. Don't worry, with Damien here, no one can hurt us."

By the time they left her grandmother's house, the sky had already darkened.

***

Meanwhile, in the intensive care unit of Magnolia General Hospital.

Alistair was paralyzed on one side of his body, his face contorted, and drool streamed from the corner of his mouth.

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