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. "Your

just twisted 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

But inside, she was secretly

She'd gambled and won.

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

to Grace. "Does it feel

her head. "It's probably nothing. I'll be fine in a

He rummaged through a cabinet until he found

her a tube of cooling

some of

"...Thank you," she murmured.

Ten minutes later-

gingerly. "That ointment's amazing-it's cool at first, then it warms up. Honestly, I feel much better already. I'm surprised you keep a first-aid

almost mechanical. "Roseanne stocked it

had nothing to say to

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

was no one to

don't trouble yourself! I can get home

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