Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon

Chapter 434

Annabel scratched her head, undoing all the work she'd put into making her hair neat. With a sigh, she said, "I honestly don't even know what to say anymore."

Her own love life was a mess, and Grace seemed to lose her mind at the drop of a hat.

Thank goodness Grace had married such a patient husband, someone willing to put up with her temper. Anyone else probably would've divorced her by now. Annabel felt a pang of guilt whenever she thought about facing Clay. She really didn't know how to look him in the eye.

Just then, the light above the operating room finally flicked off. Grace was wheeled out, still under the lingering effects of anesthesia, lying peacefully on the hospital bed.

Annabel looked at her, so still and quiet, and murmured, "This is the only time she's actually adorable."

Turning to Lyman and Effie, Annabel said, "Thank you both for waiting here so long. Really, you should head home and get some rest."

Lyman frowned slightly and replied, "Don't say that, Annabel. We're family."

Annabel managed a tired smile. "Exactly—and people, even family, aren't made of steel. Everyone gets worn out. Go get some sleep, okay?"

to herself that if she were in their shoes, she would've lost it by

clothes before you go. Otherwise, someone's going to think

enough, there were little spatters of blood on his shirt, blooming like tiny, alarming flowers. No wonder people

said, "Alright, I'll head out now. If

Annabel replied with

took Effie's hand and led

turned to her, concern in his eyes.

shook her head. "No, it's fine. It always happens when the weather turns chilly. Women's

head, a smile tugging at his lips. "Didn't know that before, but now that my lovely wife explained it, I'll make sure

a look and laughed. "Such a

pulled away from the hospital, Effie

glanced at her. "You're worried about

was getting better," Lyman said softly. "I honestly don't know what made her relapse this

details of Grace's struggles-everything she'd heard was secondhand. It wasn't her place to judge. Maybe someday, when she understood