Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress

Chapter 1602: Why... do I even try?

Charles would not understand, but Haines couldn't blame him. After all, Haines had never told him about her.

Haines kept his mouth shut all these years, keeping his first and only romantic relationship from many years ago as just a part of his past. A past he thought no one else should concern themselves with.

After all, the past would always be the past.

There was no point in bringing it up in the present when it was no one else's business. But alas... why?

That was the only question Haines had: WHY?

Of all the possibilities that could've explained why his first love disappeared without a trace, why did it have to be death?

Why did she have to die? And to make it worse, why did she have to die at the hands of his cousin - who was more like a brother to him?

A plethora of "whys" filled Haines's head as he left the Bennet Mansion and drove aimlessly.

Why?

Why?

HONK!

Haines snapped out of his daze when a loud honk erupted from his side. As soon as his eyes focused, he realized he was about to hit another car. Instinctively, he swerved to the side, narrowly avoiding an accident.

Tires screeched as he slammed on the brakes, stopping just off the road.

Holding the steering wheel with both hands, his heart pounded against his chest. He panted, his fingertips growing cold.

That was close.

exhale, Haines leaned back in his chair and tilted his head back. He closed his eyes, stabilizing his breathing. Yet, even as his heart slowly stopped racing, it

breath to stop himself from breaking down.

Haines held onto that hope for as long as he

But why now?

was fluttering for another woman, now that he was giving himself a chance to open his heart again,

did this news have to

now, when he was finally starting to move forward after

a glimpse of himself in the rearview mirror. His lower lip

life's way of playing games, then it

Buzz!

reading glasses as

the assistant quietly. "They

she was concerned, she wasn't expecting any call from the police.

up the phone,

"Is this Attorney Grace...?"

listened to the other person on the

road incident..." As the officer explained the situation, Grace rose from her seat

it. I'll be right

hurry. Her every step was

rest of the day. Just send over any important case files

at Grace's back. Her brows

to the

seems a lot busier lately," she muttered. "Ironically,

shrugged and

let her know that Haines had been taken to the station.

station, her quick steps

was Haines. He didn't look hurt, just pressing his palm against his cane and making small circular motions with it. His eyes, however,