Chapter 844

But it wasn't Roseanne who walked in-it was Grace.

Seeing the dark shadow clouding Murray's face, Grace's heart skipped. She hurried to explain, "Cliff called and said you'd been drinking. He was worried about you being alone and asked me to come check on you."

She stepped closer, stopping in front of him. "Are you... alright? You don't really seem all that drunk."

Murray lowered his gaze, hiding the disappointment in his eyes. "I'm fine."

"Then I'll just... head out," Grace said, biting her lip.

"Alright."

She turned to leave.

Suddenly—a startled cry rang out from outside.

Murray's brow furrowed. He walked out to see what had happened.

Grace was sitting on the step at the bottom of the porch, already slipping off her shoe to examine her ankle.

"Are you okay? Did you hurt yourself?"

Startled by his voice, Grace looked back over her shoulder and forced a cheerful smile. "I'm fine, really. Nothing to worry about."

down. "Your

it a little. I'll be alright..." she replied, bracing herself and trying to

her foot, she sucked in a breath through her teeth, pain flashing

Murray's frown deepened.

fine, really. I just

his arms and carried

wide-eyed. But inside,

She'd gambled and won.

considered calling the family doctor, but then he realized it was New Year's Eve, and far

Grace.

head. "It's probably nothing. I'll be

a

her

some of

"...Thank you," she murmured.

Ten minutes later-

up. Honestly, I feel much better already. I'm surprised you keep a first-aid

was flat, almost mechanical. "Roseanne stocked it a long time

to

stopped mid-sentence. Then he remembered: he'd

was no

no, don't trouble yourself! I can

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