The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning

Chapter 1229

The maid, hesitating slightly, informed Grace, “Ms. Dion has returned,

but she appeared to be suffering from a severe headache when I

checked on her in her room.”

Grace’s expression turned to one of concern, “Where is Blake now? Did you talk to her?”

The maid responded, “I only gave her some medicine. She seemed quite pale, but I didn’t say much.”

Worried, Grace decided, “I’ll go see how she’s doing. And please prepare some of Blake’s favorite dishes for dinner tonight.”

the maid

and Blake received equal love in the Harper household. Despite Mya being the

nature, Grace always tried to show her

affection.

a nightmare. She was murmuring and cry her sleep, “Don’t take me away… Don’t come near… Cece… where you,

a handkerchief. Whispering softly,

a soothing rhythm, reminiscent of how she comforted Blake when she first arrived at the

of deep sadness. She recalled Blake’s arrival at their home. Blake was bruised, malnourished, and barely clinging to

past, grew up to be a bright, somewhat mischievous child, excelling in her studies. In contrast to Mya, who faced academic struggles and bullying, Blake was always her fierce protector. She had been on the verge of death when the Harper family took her in, having been rescued from traffickers at the age of

live a happy life. But hearing Blake’s cries for “Cece” in her

Grace’s eyes. She whispered, “Blake, you’ll always be my

live a joyful life.”