I've Been There Before

Chapter 83 Away from the Hell and Then Returned

“Grace, you are not the girl you used to be.”

Grace’s face froze, “Gloria…”

“Grace, don’t you notice yourself that you are no more reserved and stiff? Before that, you looked so listless, but now you make me feel like you have come back to life.”

Grace tried to respond.

“Grace, who brought you back to life? Is that the man named Cayne?” However, Gloria did not look happy or satisfied for Grace’s revival at all, but scolded her.

“You should know he bears an evil intention to get close to you.”

Gloria was quite aware of the change of Grace at the beginning, but the man who tried to get close to her was a man with evil intention.

Gloria spoke with difficulty, “I will arrange a new dorm for you. And please promise me you will never meet him again.”

“No!” Grace refused immediately while clenching her fists. But she also noticed the disappointment hidden in Gloria’s eyes. Grace continued, “Gloria, I don’t want to change a new dorm. I promise I will never meet him as long as I get five million in total.”

Gloria gritted, “Grace, don’t regret it since you insist.” She glared at Grace and shouted. Then she left the office to avoid seeing Grace again.

Grace stood still in the office, and the warning from Gloria kept lingering in her mind. Of course she knew that Cayne approached her for evil intention.

“But I just can’t stop myself from being greedy. I want to have the same kind of feelings as a human.” Grace was also aware that she should stay away from Cayne. But his appearance in her life brought her something different and even enlightened her life.

Her wound used to be a taboo prohibited for anyone to touch, but now she even allowed Cayne to touch her wound a bit.

Then, what about that man? Could she also dissolve the feud with him bit by bit in the same way? Just as what she did to her own wound.

Grace was clear that Cayne was poison, but she was still willing to take that poison. She did it not because of affection or love, but the itch to leave like a normal woman aboveboard.

She knew herself started to live like a normal woman just as anyone else and she had abandoned herself as a walking dead before. And she noticed it was Cayne who changed her from the date he appeared in front of her dorm and the kiss every time he offered on her wound.

There were only two days left before the deal between Grace and Caden ended. Just as usual, Cayne finished what he should do and was about to leave the dorm, but he was stopped by a hoarse voice, “Wait!”

“Anything else?”

He turned to look at the woman behind him, who remained silent. He noticed Grace was occupied with trouble. But he still waited for her to speak out.

“Well…” Grace stood in front of Cayne with her both palms drenched with sweat.

“Just say it. It’s okay. I am listening.”

Cayne was gentle enough to wait for her words. But Grace still failed to tell him what she wanted to convey though she had been excogitating in her mind for a few days.

“Miss Grace, I am leaving if you have nothing to tell me.”

Cayne turned around and he finished.

Suddenly, he felt his sleeve being dragged. He saw Grace was grabbing his sleeve with her hand and parted her hair on hear forehead with another and showed that horrible scar. She tilted her head and still kept silent.

But what Grace tried to convey was obvious.

Cayne was a bit stunned. He paused for a while and asked, “What do you want?”

Grace’s face looked paler under the streetlight. She still titled her head to avoid eye contact with Cayne, while exposing her own wound on her forehead.

“Mr. Cayne, could you please prepay the five hundred thousand dollars for tomorrow?”

Suddenly, Cayne replied with a smile, “Miss Grace, game over. You are worthless.”

Grace failed at the moment when she gave up her own stubbornness and gave in to Cayne. “The most valuable thing on you is your untouchable wound, and this is exactly the most attractive one from my perspective. But at the moment she wanted to trade it with money, it lost its value to lure me forever. So, Miss Grace, I used to deem you a rather interesting one at the beginning. But I am so disappointed,” Cayne then sneered, “You are also a vulgar type.”

Cayne left without even saying goodbye.

But Grace did not feel said for his words.

She just stood still at the door, feeling the wind punching her face. She still remained indifferent as she had no feeling for Cayne. She even dared to trade her body with money when he met Cayne, but she still refused to do the same thing when it came to Franklin.

However, it was really ridiculous that the most valuable thing on her body was the wound caused by the man she hated most.

Looking at the empty stairs, she sneered at herself, “Even if it was poisonous, I am willing to take it. Because it makes me feel like living as a human.”

She was grateful to Cayne for he got her out of the hell. However, she felt like being pushed into the hell again by him.

But it did not matter to her, it was she who traded her soul out of greed and bore a vain hope to live aboveboard, but she was destined to live in the hell. Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

Though it was quite obvious Cayne was a dose of poison from her view, she still so eager to him. That was because he brought her the feelings of living like a normal human after that hellish experience lasting for three years.

“You deserve it, Grace.” She told herself. It was a mark that could never be removed as a prisoner. She was so greedy for something that never belonged to her, but she never learnt a lesson. Why?

“It is so hard to get money…”

Maybe Caden would go to see her tomorrow.

She felt a bit plain when Cayne left.

“Leon, I need another prey.” Just as usual, Cayne would tell Leon to start a new hunting when he finished his previous prey.