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.”

Ma’am,” the

had always shown maternal affection toward Blake, treating her as if she were her own daughter. Both Mya and Blake received equal love in the

Grace always tried to

affection.

room quietly, Grace saw her asleep on the be seemingly caught in a nightmare. She was murmuring and cry

handkerchief. Whispering softly, she comforted, “It’s okay, it’s okay… I’m here. Nothing’s

the bed, Grace stroked the blanket in a soothing rhythm, reminiscent of how she comforted Blake when she first arrived at the Harper home. Blake’s sobs gradually quieted, and Grace carefully brushed the damp hair

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

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

happy life. But hearing Blake’s

formed in Grace’s eyes. She whispered, “Blake, you’ll

live a joyful life.”