Chapter 699 I Just Called to Say I Love You
This time, Grace answered very quickly.
As soon as the call connected, Quentin anxiously asked, "Grace, did you call me because..."
However, this time, before he could finish his sentence, Grace interrupted him.
"Quentin, if I were in danger, would you protect me?"
She asked almost impatiently, unable to wait even a moment.
After speaking, she clutched her phone, her heart still trembling violently as she recalled the previous scene.
"Of course I would."
Quentin answered without hesitation.
This response calmed Grace down a lot.
She wasn't as worried anymore.
Taking a deep breath, she gradually calmed down.
"Thank you, Quentin, thank you for your answer."
"Why did you suddenly ask that? Did something happen?" Quentin was a bit worried.
Grace nodded and then slowly explained, "Yes, I was very bold today. I did something not very good."
"What did you do?"
"I hit someone with an ashtray. I didn't feel anything at the time, but now I'm a bit scared."
"Grace, don't be afraid. Now tell me, are you hurt, and how is the other person?"
"I'm fine. Her head bled a little."
Hearing this, Quentin's voice immediately became extremely gentle.
"Then don't worry about it. Don't think about anything. Take a shower and get a good night's sleep."
"But I'm a bit scared."
"Scared of what? I'll help you. You don't need to worry about anything, just sleep."
"Quentin, why don't you ask who I hit?" Grace was very curious.
"No need to ask, because I can handle anyone in your crew."
"Okay."
They didn't speak any further.
Grace lay in bed, trying hard to fall asleep.
But despite her efforts, that scene kept replaying in her mind, and she couldn't really calm down.
A few minutes later, just when Quentin hadn't heard any sound and thought she had fallen asleep.
Suddenly, Grace's voice softly came through, "Quentin, I can't sleep. Can you lull me to sleep?"
Hearing this, especially her coquettish tone, Quentin was taken aback.
In fact, after saying it, Grace also realized.
She regretted it.
Maybe people were really particularly vulnerable when they were scared and needed companionship.
So she inadvertently showed him her most vulnerable side.
'Grace, did you really ask him to lull you to sleep? Are you out of your mind?' Grace asked herself inwardly.
"Well, I..."
She was looking for a reason to explain her previous words when Quentin's clear and strong voice came through, "Grace, can you say that again?"
"Say what?" She pretended not to understand.
"That sentence just now, say it again." His voice was gentle.
Grace felt she must have been bewitched by him, so she repeated the sentence under his guidance.
"Quentin, I just asked you, I can't sleep, can you lull me to sleep?"
"Okay, how do you want me to lull you?" He lowered his voice, his response full of amusement.
"I remember you used to sing very well, especially low-pitched love songs. I really like listening to them."
Since he had already agreed, Grace didn't hesitate to praise him.
Quentin indeed enjoyed it very much.
"Okay, what do you want to hear? You can request a song."
"Anything, I like listening to all of them."
"Alright."
Soon, his deep voice gently flowed into her ears through the phone.
It had to be said, he really sang very well.
Maybe because of the element of affection, she felt his singing was much better than many top singers.
His singing slowly flowed into her heart like a stream.
Especially that deep, powerful, and magnetic voice, combined with his excellent tone, was really magical.
Layer by layer, like ripples spreading on a lake, it reached her heart.
That voice was so charming, it seemed to enchant the heart.
Grace was already somewhat unable to resist.
She couldn't help but recall the bits and pieces of their time together.
To be honest, before that incident, he was very good to her.
When she was being petty and throwing tantrums, he would always tolerate and pamper her.
Sometimes she even felt she was too arrogant, and after being arrogant, she would feel a bit regretful.
She always liked to hold his arm and apologize, "I'm sorry, Quentin, I always act like this. Will you stop liking me in the future?"
"Be honest, do you think I'm arrogant?"
"Silly girl." He always liked to pat her head and say dotingly, "My girlfriend, I pamper her myself, and I enjoy it."
She would always smile sweetly and nestle into his chest.
His singing continued, but her heart had already softened beyond measure.
The last few lines of the song, word by word, clearly reached her ears.
Especially the line "I just called to say I love you" that was repeated throughout the song.
For a moment, she couldn't quite tell if he was just singing or if that was what he wanted to say to her.
"Quentin, you sing very well, thank you."
"I'm already feeling sleepy, so I'll hang up now."
As soon as the two songs finished, Grace almost hurriedly said these words.
Her heart was already unstable, a tangled mess.
She was afraid that if she kept listening, her whole heart would go out of control and beat wildly.
"Okay, good night!"
Maybe because he had just finished singing, his voice sounded even more pleasant.
"Good night."
After hanging up, Grace took a deep breath.
She really didn't expect Quentin to sing songs for her.
And they were two of the most classic songs.
One was "I Will Always Love You."
The other was "I Just Called to Say I Love You."
The titles of both songs were so obvious.
But was it unintentional or intentional on his part?
That night, Quentin's singing didn't make Grace fall asleep early; instead, it made her toss and turn in bed for a long time before finally falling asleep.
Grace stayed up late, and unsurprisingly, she had dark circles under her eyes the next day, though not too severe.
Grace's first scene was with Mark.
As soon as it ended, he caught up to her, his voice sweet, "Grace."
Grace quickened her pace and walked forward.
But how could her speed match Mark's?
After just a few steps, Mark caught up like a gust of wind and blocked her path.
"Grace, you've been avoiding me these days!"
He spoke, pointing it out with certainty.
Grace immediately denied it, "No, it's just that I've had a lot of scenes these days, and I'm afraid I won't perform well, so I've been in my room studying the script."
"I don't believe it. Yesterday, I saw Beth come out of your room crying. With your personality, would you ask her to study the script with you?"
Mark's words left Grace speechless.
He took a few steps closer, suddenly showing a charming smile, and seriously asked.
"Grace, why are you always avoiding me? Are you afraid that I'm too handsome and you'll fall in love with me uncontrollably?"
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