Forbidden Passion

Chapter 577 I'll Let You Go If You Beg Me

With all the drama from Marlowe and Bishop's fight, nobody was in the mood to celebrate Grace coming back to the Reynolds family. Taylor was busy patching up Christopher, and Sarah had called Brandon into the room. Grace was just sitting there in the empty living room, lost in thought on the couch, staring at the fairy lights by the big window.

Phoebe came over with a cup of milk, gently touching Grace's cheek with it. Grace snapped out of her daze, "Phoebe."

"Yeah," Phoebe handed her the milk and plopped down next to her. "Today was a mess, don't let it get to you. Mom and Dad will make it up to you."

Grace took a sip of the milk, "I'm fine, I just..."

She just didn't expect all the dark secrets in a rich family. On her first day back, she saw something crazy.

Grace still felt out of it. She didn't really feel like part of the Reynolds family. She felt like a stranger to everyone in the household, especially Brandon and Taylor.

Taylor was super nice to Grace. When she was in the hospital, Taylor visited her three times a day. She only saw Theodore and Christopher once, and they never came back to visit her. Sometimes Grace wondered, if it were Madison in the hospital, would they still be so indifferent?

Probably not.

Grace knew it was silly to think that way, but she felt like an intruder, messing up what was once a happy family.

Coming back to the Reynolds family felt like a dream to Grace, with no sense of reality.

"Grace, don't overthink it. Drink your milk and get some sleep. Everything will be better tomorrow," Phoebe patted Grace's shoulder, trying to comfort her.

Grace looked at her with wide, innocent eyes, "Phoebe, can you sleep with me tonight? I'm kinda scared to be alone."

Phoebe, looking for any excuse to avoid sharing a bed with Theodore, agreed without hesitation, "Sure."

who had walked

like he had

Sarah's room looking all down, catching

paused and commanded, "Grace, come to

quickly stood up, almost spilling the milk on herself, showing how flustered she was. Phoebe took the cup from her hand and reassured her, "Don't be scared, it's

her lower lip, feeling pathetic. Brandon was her dad, so

Brandon, and the usually stern Brandon would soften,

really envied Madison. If she could act spoiled and be charming, maybe she wouldn't be in her current situation. Standing outside the study, Grace raised her hand and knocked

took a deep breath and gently pushed open the

with books. Brandon stood behind

and waited until

from the drawer, and pushed it towards Grace, saying, "This card has five million dollars. Spend it

it got messed up." Brandon paused, then continued, "You were wronged today. Don't let

take the bank

buy, let Phoebe go with you. She's got good taste." Grace

right now, Grace felt like a clown on stage in her princess

"I..."

mom and I want her to continue living here. You two are the same age, so get along well, okay?" Grace's hands, hanging by her side, slowly clenched into fists. Brandon's words were a bit hard to grasp, but from his tone, she understood who he

lip, holding back her grievances,

more to say. He

welling up in her eyes. After a moment, she picked up the bank card and

in front of the wardrobe, she heard footsteps behind

second, she was pulled into Theodore's embrace, held tightly from behind. "Phoebe," Theodore's lips were close to her neck, his warm breath making