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.
smarter than me, but I was not convinced. So, when you played, I
me outstanding, so that mom and dad would
and that was what I
I discovered that they disliked me even more. Only then did
are their child.
anger kept me working
told myself that it didn't matter if they could never
the most important person to
thing that made me feel less useless was grandfather's approval. It let me taste the sweetness of
I was not
said to me, "Your brother was actually smarter
could feel his expectation towards you, and
matter. He
first, but then he was
in the ward. She told the story
already got mom and dad's love. Why would you take away grandfather's love, too? That was all
like a bystander, telling another person's
looked up at the
pale. After a long
school, I didn't tell anyone about
dragged me into your bedroom, and you rudely took off my clothes to see
did I know that
me out
it, so he would
was worried all day. But grandfather didn't blame me. Then
I went home with
pressed her fingertips against the scar on Payne's shoulder. "This scar was the booty of a fight. You protected me against a bunch of hooligans. They cut you. After that, I
Payne, "Do you remember what you said during
Payne's eyes sparkled.
Grace continued.
said, 'only I
Grace paused.
pursed his pale
I didn't hate you that much
lowered his
of Payne's head and choked, her eyes turning red,
sheets, his heart
tasted something bitter in his mouth. Staring
one can bully me.
thought you would protect me. Why did we change so much after
even when she was having a hard time. She even managed to
her emotions. But why did
you everything," After a
his eyes for a long
Or power?
Or fame?
also jealous of you." Payne finally confessed, after all these years. Grace
was jealous every time I saw grandfather taught you
reproach you even
draw his
and ignored me. As I got older, I cared more about that. He taught you everything, but he never
got, the more jealous I became. Yet you don't know anything about
was the first time she had
Payne finished, Grace said
"You're wrong.
give me
warned me more than once that you would be the man in charge in this
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