Steal my heart by Savannah Kade
Chapter 315
Chapter 315: What Have We Become!
Grace stood in front of the white door for a long time. Finally, she reached out and opened the door.
"I won't eat." Payne lay on the bed, weak and haggard. These days, he had been anxious. The desire to live kept him struggling in pain.
However, the pain was too much to bear. With days passing by, he grew increasingly desperate.
He wanted to live, so he fought with the agony and the disease, dreaming to go back to the days when he could enjoy the luxury life had to offer and be carefree. Mrs. James cried every day. Payne couldn't bear to watch her like that. Then she got sick, too. Payne was a little relieved that he finally didn't have to be around her. Only the housekeeper would deliver food to him. Mrs. James hired the best nurses for her beloved son. They worked 24 hours a day and took turns to take care of Payne. Payne was fed up with this white room. When he had a clear mind, he would look out of the window. His eyes were no longer as bright as before. When the door was opened, he thought the housekeeper had come with food. The medicine and the chemotherapy cost him his appetite. Everything tasted bitter.
Now he would only eat when he was starving.
He was even too weak to speak.
Naturally, he wouldn't bother to see who was coming.
He just sat on the bed, pretending to enjoy the view outside the window.
The he felt a shadow over him.
He didn't want to waste his energy to check it out. Annoyance climbed onto his haggard face.
Yes, he was annoyed. He hated to have others pity him. If possible, he would rather it be the other way around.
"Get out," Payne said in a weak voice, somewhat annoyed, "I know I am sick."
"Is it affecting your mind, too?"
Payne heard a woman's voice.
He froze, shocked.
He slowly turned his head from the window to the bedside. In just 45 degrees, his expression changed dramatically.
Staring at her for a long moment, he laughed self-deprecatingly, "Are you here to check if I'm dead?"
The woman remained silent. She pulled the chair beside the bed over and sat down. Glancing at Payne, she stood up, picked up a pillow from the sofa and put it behind Payne. "What are you doing? Are you pitying me?"
Grace looked at his sunken cheeks for a long time. It was hard to recall his handsome features. He changed so much that she couldn't recognize him.
She stretched out and buttoned Payne's white hospital gown.
"What are you doing?" Payne pursed his pale lips with vigilance.
Grace shook off his hand and then unbuttoned the shirt. Then a scar on his shoulder was exposed. The wound had healed, but the scar was nasty. "Do you remember how you got this?" she asked, her voice hoarse.
She stroked the scar. Payne wanted to dodge her hands as he felt the scar burning, his shoulders trembling.
"If you're here for nostalgia, save it. I'm dying. What's the point of reliving the past with a dying man?"
Grace ignored his harsh words and continued to caress him.
She continued, "I grew up with Grandpa."
"Are you showing off? Grace, he is dead. You lost him forever."
She ignored him again.
"I used to envy you.
Mom and dad loved you. I was too young. I thought they didn't like me because I had done something wrong.
So, I tried my best to be better than you for their attention.
but I was not convinced. So, when you played, I studied. I didn't
outstanding, so that mom and dad would
what I thought, and
later, as I became better and better, I discovered that they disliked me even more. Only then did I realize that... they never
angry. You are their child. So am
me working like
matter if they
was the most
that made me feel less useless was grandfather's approval. It let me taste the sweetness of love
I
to me, "Your brother was actually smarter
his expectation towards you, and I realized that
matter. He loved me. That was
at first, but
hoarse voice could be heard in the ward. She told the story
dad's love. Why
a bystander, telling another
you remember how you got the scar?" She looked up at the brown
face pale. After
primary school, I didn't tell anyone about
discovered that. You dragged me into your bedroom, and you rudely
did I know that you had
you chased me out
tell grandfather about it, so he would be disappointed and look
was worried all day. But grandfather didn't blame me. Then I believed that you didn't tell him
went home with injuries every day, and
against a bunch of hooligans. They cut you. After that, I felt something different about you. You were strong
"Do you remember what you said during
Payne's eyes sparkled.
Grace continued.
'only I can bully
Grace paused.
pursed his pale lips
on, I didn't hate you that much anymore, because I knew you
Payne heard that, his shoulders trembled. He lowered
back of Payne's head and choked, her eyes turning red, "Why are we
grabbed the sheets,
anything. But he tasted something bitter in his mouth. Staring at his quilt, he went
bully me.
would protect me. Why did
redder. She had never behaved like this even when she was having a
was good at controlling her emotions. But why
After a long while, Payne said
eyes for a long time. Was it about
Or power?
Or fame?
confessed, after all these years. Grace was shocked by his
every time I saw grandfather taught you things. I am the big brother, but grandfather
But he would reproach you even if you only played for a
draw his attention by
As I got older, I cared more about that.
I became. Yet
was the first time she had listened
finished, Grace
"You're wrong.
didn't give
once that you would be the man in charge in
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