Steal my heart by Savannah Kade

Chapter 276 Anger

"It was you?" Grace suppressed her anger as her gaze swept across the mess. Obviously, she was asking if it was caused by the person opposite her. "I'm sorry."

That person carefully apologized and his eyes filled with guilt.

But Grace wanted to laugh. The person behind the washing table used to be so arrogant that he would never admit his mistakes easily. Now, he actually admitted it immediately.

However, there was another kind of anger that came from the depths of her heart, which was faint and unclear.

She did not realize that her anger was not only at the mess.

She glanced coldly at him and took out her phone from her backpack.

"Humbert, it's me. When will you come?" she indifferently asked. A black shadow slanted towards her. The phone fell to the ground unexpectedly, which made her anger burned even more violently. She shouted at him.

"Caden! What are you doing on earth?!"

It was too difficult for her to treat him an eight-year-old child now.

Anger made her to temporarily lose her rationality. She only wanted to vent all of her anger on this guy!

"Grace, why did you call Humbert?" he asked her angrily and straightforwardly.

Grace looked up and was drown into the clear eyes. She was shocked by the anger and despair in his eyes, "You..."

His eyes immediately turned red, as if it wasn't him who caused trouble, but her.

"Why did you call Humbert?"

He asked her again.

Grace discovered that under that clean and innocent gaze, she was unable to answer his question directly.

"You should have followed Humbert to where you should have gone." She turned her head and tightly clenched her palms.

After a long while, no sound came.

The man didn't say anything.

suspicious, and just as she turned

Caden away." The small voice included weakness and pleading. She could feel his uneasiness. "Is that OK?" he

Was that OK?

so careful. She gritted her

be

glared fiercely

in her

you should return to your own life, which I shouldn't be in." She didn't want to know if he would be able to understand

like bullying a

she must warn herself again and again,

were just dozing off. They will wake up

that again..." he

wants to send you lunch.

Hiss!

like a sharp blade that pierced through her heart. He... She scanned the mess on the floor... He just wanted to

no, she couldn't be

gentle with anyone, but not

Tick tick tick...

in the living room, which were

was sure that the tap had

seemed to come

She stared at him.

eyes were sharp like blades. Only then did she notice that his hands were always behind his

"Give me your hands."

forward, and he immediately retreated, avoiding

ground where he had been standing, which made

"Take out your hand.

He retreated still.

cripple now. She walked too quickly and slipped, "Oh!" She didn't feel any pain. A muscular arm was on her

and fear in his eyes, as

she could stand firmly,

she caught the wounds on his palm and fingers. She was angry. "Don't move," she shouted in a deep voice, with a trace of

and he was followed closely behind. "Didn't I tell you to stand there? Why

froze. Her eyes flickered