Chapter 180
Grace stepped out of the car right after Alice had driven away. When she got into the same elevator Alice had just used, she caught a whiff of strong perfume still hanging in the air. Alice must have dressed to impress today.
Was she here to see Yancey? But from what she read in the office group chat, Yancey hadn’t been to the office in days. With their wedding just ten days away, it was weird how neither of them seemed to care much.
Grace skipped her desk and headed straight to Ethan’s office to fill him in on what was happening. But there was nobody in the office. Where had Ethan gone?
She crept toward the break room next door and was about to knock when she heard him talking inside. “I’ve got my own plan for this. Don’t jump the gun. She doesn’t hate me as much now, so don’t blow it.
“I’ve always been powerless when it comes to her.”
Grace froze at his tired but affectionate tone. Who was Ethan talking to, and who was he talking about? The only person he ever pampered like this was probably Jodie.
Had he finally decided to move on from Eleanor and give Jodie a chance? Grace left him alone and quietly went back to sit on the office couch. It was too far away now to hear anything else.
Ethan came out ten minutes later and was stunned to see her there. Grace immediately said, “Mr. Henderson, I think I can get Mr. Brown to move out. But I need a week.”
“Okay.”
He flipped through some papers without much interest, like he did not even care about this matter. Grace felt uncomfortable and at a loss for words. While she sat there wondering what to say next, the office door burst open-it was Yancey who came in.
When Yancey spotted her, shock washed over his face. Rushing over, he pulled her up and crushed her in a hug. Grace could hardly breathe and was ready to knee him where it hurt.
Having learned his lesson twice before, Yancey dodged her attack and broke down crying.
“Grace, you’re alive and well! I was scared to death! If you’re still kicking, why didn’t you call or tell the Lamberts? Alice was asking someone to carve your name on a headstone already.”
His sobs were real, his body trembling with each one. Ever since Grace had woken up, she’d never seen Yancey fall apart like this.
As she stared at his face in a daze, another similar face flashed in her mind. But she couldn’t place who that was.
Yancey’s eyes lit up as he held her face. “Did you remember something? Grace, you used to look at me exactly like that!”
He became excited, and his breathing grew rapid. Only then did Grace regain her composure. She then pushed him away gently.
She seemed to have calmed down, but her question surprised even herself. “Yancey, do you have any brothers or sisters? Or do you know if there’s anyone who looks like you?”
The moment she asked, glass shattered somewhere in the office. Grace looked over at Ethan, who kept his head down without a word.
His usual cool demeanor was gone, and he looked tense. All his emotions seemed buried just beneath the surface, ready to explode any minute.