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."

glanced down.

just twisted it a little. I'll be alright..." she replied,

her foot, she sucked in a

Murray's frown deepened.

“I'm fine, really. I just

further, Murray scooped her up in his arms and carried her back inside

froze, wide-eyed. But inside, she was

She'd gambled and won.

realized it was New Year's Eve,

Grace. "Does it feel

nothing.

rummaged through a cabinet until he found

then handed her a tube

some of this

"...Thank you," she murmured.

Ten minutes later-

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

"Roseanne stocked it

nothing to say to

you-" He stopped mid-sentence. Then he remembered:

no

straighter. "No, no, don't trouble yourself! I

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