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

Chapter 1861: Extra: I

[Extra 1]

Grace and Haines sat in the dining room in total silence. She had her eyes down while Haines stared at her with conflict.

It had been a while since Haines started staying at her place. However, he had noticed that Grace wasn’t taking any medicine; the only ones she was taking were vitamins. So, he assumed she was hiding them.

Now, with Haines’ surgery scheduled in five days, he finally mustered the courage to talk about her condition. It was risky because they could have continued as they were, but he felt he needed to let her know that he would be with her regardless, whether it was just another day together, another month, or even a year. It didn’t matter; he wanted to be with her in this battle.

"You... know?" Grace lifted her eyes ever so slowly, disbelief and confusion swirling in them. "How?"

Haines pressed his mouth and sighed. "I’ve seen the medicines in the bin... the day I woke up at your place after Penny dropped me off here."

But that was quite a long time ago.

Her brows knitted, thinking about the developments in her relationship with him. The more she thought about it, the more she realized one thing.

She scoffed. "Is that why... you agreed to go out with me? Not because you’re interested? But because you... pity me?"

No, he wanted to say. But there was a kernel of truth in that. It might not be the main reason, but it played a crucial role in how this all began.

His silence was enough to answer her question.

"..." Grace raised her brows as she leaned back, laughing in mockery. "I feel like a joke."

"Gracie—"

"Haines, a pity gesture is one thing," she spat out, her eyes sharp. "But going out with me to fulfill someone’s dying wish? God. I wish you had just stabbed me because this is worse."

Haines reached out to her, but she pulled away before he could touch her. His hand paused, looking up at her as she got to her feet.

She gazed down at him. "Sleep in the spare room. I don’t think I want to talk to you for now."

With that, she walked away. Haines could only stare at her apologetically.

He knew this would happen when he decided to bring it up. Even Mildred and Miss Sandford had advised him to keep it from Grace for the rest of his life. However, Haines couldn’t stomach it, especially knowing that Grace was going through something and enduring it alone.

But just before Grace disappeared from view, she stopped at the entrance.

know why I started pursuing you?" she remarked under her breath, not looking back at him. "Because not so long ago, I thought I was going

her lips and looked back. "Considering it as my second life, I saw things differently. It made me realize just how short and fragile life is. So, I thought, why

I didn’t pursue is to be pitied by the very man

she couldn’t help but question if everything she shared with him was out of love or

She hated it.

already risen to his feet, shock plastered across

whispered, his complexion

for him, remembering that he found out because her medicines were in the bin. He thought she had thrown them out of spite and denial, but apparently, that wasn’t the

threw away her medications because she didn’t

"I’ve... messed up."

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but she pretended not to see him. She gave him the cold shoulder,

told you so," Mildred clicked her tongue continuously while Miss Sandford sighed.

how this was affecting him. Well, he had just sabotaged his relationship. This

she’s already cancer-free,"

good point,"

their distressed friend. Today should’ve been the day Haines

Haines asked them, desperation clear in his eyes.

pursuing her," Miss Sandford offered him a kind smile. "She’s upset and hurt, but that doesn’t mean she doesn’t

win her over," Mildred

between the two, and as they advised, he did everything to win Grace over. Although he didn’t know what else to do because everything he was doing was what he naturally did, even when they

home, prepare her

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for her. But for some reason, Grace returned home

is that?" Grace stopped at the

kitchen, turned to her. "Oh, you’re home early? I’m boiling some beef, and—" he stopped when she suddenly covered her mouth and gagged a

"Grace?"

smell. She ended up throwing up in the bathroom, feeling

feel well. She felt dizzy, so she came home

followed her and stopped at the bathroom door. His brows knitted as he watched her

her as she wiped the corners of

you’re cooking, probably because I haven’t been feeling well. I’ve been feeling sick since this morning, a

then snapped

we go to the hospital?" he asked worriedly. "You look a