Chapter 784 The Cruelty of Truth 1
Caroline's sarcasm and flaunting were like a sharp knife stabbing into Grace's heart.
Grace clenched her phone tightly, her hands trembling as she opened it.
Even at that moment, a faint glimmer of hope lingered in Grace's heart.
However, she was ultimately hoping in vain.
When row after row of eye-catching headlines appeared before her eyes, Grace was utterly defeated.
#BreakingNews: The Taft family and the Stewart family are reuniting through marriage.
#TaftFamilySon and #StewartFamilyDaughter rekindle their old love, wedding next month.
Grace blinked, trying hard to suppress the stinging pain in her eyes.
Seeing Grace's disheveled and miserable state, Caroline wore a victorious expression, a smile playing on her lips, looking down on her.
"How about now, do you believe it?"
"Grace, I told you long ago, Quentin will never marry you. From now on, give up completely."
"I'll give you three days to pack up and get out, or else don't blame me for..."
Before Caroline could finish her sentence, Grace suddenly ran out like a madwoman.
"Hey, where are you going?"
When she reached the Taft Group Building, Grace rushed straight into the lobby.
The security guards downstairs stopped Grace from going up.
Just then, she saw Willie, and Grace immediately spoke up, "I need to see him, take me up."
Willie looked troubled, seeing Grace's expression, it seemed that she was aware of everything.
"Ms. Morgan, maybe you should call Mr. Taft first."
Grace said directly, "Are you taking me up or not? If you don't, I'll barge in myself."
Without a response from Willie, she completely lost her patience.
"Fine, I'll go myself."
With that, she started to rush inside.
Seeing this, the security guards rushed over to stop her.
"Move, don't touch me." Grace pushed them away unceremoniously.
Seeing that Grace was about to clash with the security guards, Willie had no choice but to step forward and compromise: "Let her go up!"
Grace went straight to Quentin's office and pushed the door open.
Quentin was working, and when he saw her, he immediately looked up from his documents, his eyes softening, mostly surprised.
"Why did you come suddenly? You should have told me, so I could come down to get you."
Even at this moment, even though he knew everything, why was he continuing to lie to her, pretending to know nothing?
Looking at him now, this Quentin, who had been sweet-talking and gentle just days ago, Grace only felt a stranger before her.
"Quentin, do you find it fun to deceive me?"
Looking at him, her eyes were red, and she couldn't hold back anymore, asking everything.
Quentin thought she had been wronged and quickly walked over.
He reached out, wanting to hold Grace's hand, but she quickly avoided him.
"What happened? What's wrong?" He became cautious, asking seriously.
With a cold laugh, Grace looked at him with disappointment.
"Quentin, can you be honest? At this point, why are you trying to hide from me? Do you think I'm a fool? Or do you think I'm not worth mentioning at all?"
Once she spoke, she no longer needed to hide, and all her emotions erupted at that moment.
"Are you waiting for Caroline to wear her wedding dress and marry you, with the whole internet broadcasting your wedding, while I foolishly think you'll marry me?"
"Quentin, don't you think this is too cruel to me?"
After shouting, Grace felt all her strength drained, her face pale.
Quentin felt a heart-wrenching pain, he had hurt her.
Seeing her in such pain, he felt even more pain.
He stepped forward, wanting to hug her, but she pushed him away, "Get away, don't touch me!"
Quentin didn't want to force her, so he helplessly withdrew his hands, clenching them into fists.
"Grace, it's not what you think, please listen to my explanation, okay?"
"Fine, go ahead."
She wanted to see what explanation he could give.
Was he going to explain that the news was wrong, that he wouldn't marry Caroline, or that Caroline fabricated the news to deliberately drive a wedge between them?
"I'm sorry, Grace, I made you suffer, but I have reasons why I must marry her."
"I promise, one year, at most one year, once my goal is achieved, I'll divorce Caroline and marry you grandly."
Grace sneered.
Turns out it was this; he really had the nerve to say it.
"Grace, please believe me, no matter when, the one I love most is you, marrying Caroline is just a temporary measure."
"Really? So, should I thank you for your exclusive love? I'm so lucky to receive your favor and love."
"This great favor, not only do I not know how to be grateful, but I'm picky, I don't know what's good for me!"
"But this kindness, I don't want it."
"Since you've chosen your bride and have someone to spend your life with, please let me go and let me leave."
Hearing this, Quentin's expression suddenly became deep.
He clenched his fists, his voice cold and devoid of any warmth, "Leave? Grace, don't even think about it, I will never let you leave."
"Quentin, you madman, you're already marrying someone else, why do you want to trap me? Do you want me to become a mistress, scorned and cursed by the internet?"
"Do you want to drive me to death? Will you not be satisfied until I die?"
Grace was very emotional. Quentin wanted to reach out to comfort her, but she jumped back like a spring, "I said, Don't touch me, disgusting!"
After saying that, she didn't give him a chance, turned around, and quickly ran away.
"Grace."
Quentin called from behind, but it had no effect.
Knowing Grace couldn't accept it for now, he didn't chase after her, giving her time to calm down.
Walking alone outside, Grace felt cold all over, her heart feeling like it was being cut by a knife.
She stumbled and staggered. At that moment, she didn't know where to go, where she could go?
The world seemed so big, yet there seemed to be no place for her.
Grace walked aimlessly, not knowing how long she walked, her legs hurt so much she could barely stand.
Finally, she suddenly saw a bar on her right.
It came at the right time.
Without much thought, she pushed the door open and walked straight in.
The noise in the bar was deafening, almost making her ears go deaf, and the dancing was extremely sexy, stepping to the strong rhythm.
Men and women were swaying on the dance floor, as if they had abandoned all worries.
Grace found a random spot to sit down.
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