I've Been There Before

Chapter 267: Selfish and Cold Grace

In the busiest and most extravagant shopping mall of S City, a woman was standing in the most luxurious shop. She said, “I want a gown.”

Shopping guides of such luxurious shops were good at judging people. As she stumbled in, everyone could see that she was lame. But she strived to make her back straight, which made her even more awkward.

At first glance, she didn’t wear any clothes of topnotch brands. Everything she wore were just ordinary items.

Tall and slim, the shopping guide refused to take a step forward. Since the woman wanted a gown, she just pointed to a row of clothes in the corner with her slender finger. She said, “Over there. They are on 70% discount.”

She didn’t even bother to move.

However, she tensed up at the next second. The cripple was glaring at her with a very cold gaze.

Quietly gazing at the shopping guide, Grace didn’t make a flicker of accusation or show a glimmer of anger at all.

At this moment, her heart was full of holes. Nothing could be put into and nothing could be leaked out.

“I want a gown.” She just gazed at the shopping guide calmly with her eyes blank and scary.

This time, she was finally treated fairly.

“Lady, what kind of gown would you like?”

“Black, solemn, dignified.”

“...” Eccentric requested. Of course, they had black gowns, but every woman bought the black gowns for their desire of looking mysterious and sexy.

Solemn? This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

Dignified?

Wasn’t that a mourning?

“I want, the best looking one,” Grace paused for a moment with her blank eyes slightly lit up. She gazed at the shopping guide. “I want him to be amazed at the first glance and then he won’t take his gaze away from me anymore.”

The shopping guide wore a funny look.

Black, solemn, dignified … This request was eccentric enough.

And amazing? So amazing that make others unable to take their gazes away?

“Follow her request.” At the door, Vivian panted heavily. She had chased after Grace. The high heels were almost broken, but she didn’t care about them. She took out the Black Card and handed it to the shopping guide. “Follow her request. Black, solemn, dignified and amazing enough.”

She couldn’t continue.

She could realize the madness of Grace more than anyone else.

The shopping guide didn’t know Grace, but she knew Vivian. Vivian was a senior member of this shop and her monthly consumption was up to millions.

She didn’t dare to offend such an important customer.

She wanted to ask about the identity of the lame woman, but she saw Vivian, who was very distinguished for her, was still respectful to that woman.

The shopping guide came back soon with another man. “Ms. Vivian, the designer of our brand happened to inspect the shop today. This is actually a once-in-a-few-year chance.

According to this lady’s request, I was unable to find a suitable black gown. Maybe he could modify the gown on the spot.”

Vivian nodded. “That would be great.” She looked at the foreign man and said, “Thank you.”

No need to explain more. The work was carried out in silence.

The foreign designer seemed to have understood what Grace wanted.

His hands were steady and fast.

After picking a black gown for Grace, he just began to modify it as Grace wore it.

Everything was in accord with Grace’s request, the eccentric and contradictory request.

Black, solemn, dignified and so amazing that no one could take their gazes away.

Yes, this gown was so contradictory that no one dared to wear it.

“Madam, would you mind a backless one?”

The designer asked.

“Will it make me solemn, dignified and amazing?” asked Grace.

“Yes, ma’am.”

“That’s fine.”

Vivian gazed at Grace in surprise. She knew that Grace would never show her back to others. Her back was not perfect.

The designer’s hand was still very steady, even after seeing the hideous scars on the waist.

“You’re brave.” After completing, the foreign designer praised, giving Grace a gentlemanly hug. “I feel sorry. God bless him in heaven.”

Not until this moment did the shopping guide suddenly get it.

After leaving the mall, Grace and Vivian went home to pack up.

Ingemar himself came to pick her up.

Everything was ready.

When the plane took off, her heart sank, and she could scarcely breathe.

They arrived in Rome, Italy, when the day broke again.

Saul had already arranged the car for them. They drove to the hospital as soon as they got off the plane.

Along the way, Grace did not ask anything about Caden. She didn’t ask if he was alive or if he would get through the critical days.

At the entrance of the ward, Ladd was on guard expressionlessly. Others who stood by him were Caden’s friends. In black suits, they were all cold and silent.

Ingemar asked Ladd, “Is Humbert inside?”

Humbert was the one accompanying Caden on his business trip.

“Yes.”

He lowered his head to ask the woman besides who was so calm that she did not look like a family of Caden’s, “Madam, are you ready?” His hand grabbed the handle of the door.

“Wait.”

The taciturn woman didn’t say a word or eat anything along the way. She was so calm. Ingemar was disgruntled and had taunted her several times on the plane. But she just kept her gaze out of the window without saying a word.

This was the first word said by her.

But it scared everyone around.

Rough, hoarse, like the sound of a rusty axle.

Everyone knew that her throat had hurt before, but they still didn’t expect that her voice was hoarse and rough like this.

It was like two pieces of rough sandpaper rubbing each other.

Almost everyone couldn’t help but feel their own throats aching and itching.

Ingemar gently pinched his throat with his slender fingers.

“What’s wrong?” Knitting his eyebrows, he asked with slight dissatisfaction.

There were so many people watching her who was standing at the door to see what vital matter she had at this critical moment.

The woman, however, looked as if no one else was around. She just took out the puff cake and pocket mirror to refine her make-up under the watchful eyes of the public.

“At this moment, are you still in the mood to make up?” Ingemar sneered. He had been disgruntled at her for a long while.

However, he just refrained from losing temper.

Ignoring his discontentment, she was carefully rouging on her lips. She was very slow and calm that whoever saw her would regard her cold and indifferent.

“Enough!” Ingemar shouted.

But the woman turned around and asked him, “Am I pretty?”

“Don’t …” Pass the line so far!

“If he sees me, he should be unable to take his gaze away.” Before Ingemar finished his words, she said to herself with her head slightly lowered.

Suddenly, his throat choked and something sour passed through his heart.

“Yes,” after a while, he said, gently and softly, “Go in. He’ll be glad to know you’ve dressed up for him.”

“OK.”

The door opened, and the well-dressed woman stood at the door.