I've Been There Before (Grace and Caden)
Chapter 124 Look, I Didn’t Cry

Franklin wanted to believe, but couldn't believe it!

Franklin's hand hanging by his side, clenched tightly. He wanted to choose to believe her, but... so many people said she was guilty. Caden said she was guilty, maybe he was wrong, but if it was her own relatives, her own parents, and her brother all said she was guilty... He couldn't forgive her for cheating! He was unable to accept that he fell in love with such a vicious-hearted woman!

But Franklin forgot one thing, which was that Grace didn't need his forgiveness! What right did he have to choose to forgive or not forgive?

Grace hadn't done something that hurt him!

Franklin forgot about this. He was extremely angry at the moment. His inner pride and arrogance made him unable to accept that the woman he treated so seriously for the first time in his life was a despicable and shameless woman! "Grace," Franklin raised his chin, "I'm the heir of Cordon Group and the Cordon family. As long as I want, there are a large number of girls who come to me!

Grace, what kind of woman I can't date?

I'm bored of dating with so many beautiful women, so I want to try to date with you, a simple but ugly woman."

He raised his chin and looked down at the extremely humble woman on the ground, "I'm just making fun with you, so don't take it seriously."

After he finished speaking, he turned around to leave in a very cool manner.

Grace's eyes kept falling on that back figure.

This figure was very familiar. She couldn't even remember how many times this big boy took her hand and walked through the crowd.

But at this moment, this familiar back figure was extremely strange.

Grace quietly watched that figure go away, knowing that he had completely disappeared in front of her eyes.

Her gaze fell on Payne, who was embarrassed. Within one second, she looked away. If family members could not warm her but hurt her, she would better to have no family.

Payne turned his head to the side. Unwilling to stay longer, he turned around and hurriedly walked out.

Celina was so overjoyed... 'Grace, who would compare me to you now? You have no ability to be proud! Go rotten into the mud! Never want to get up!'

Celina kicked over the box full of money to Grace, and said generously, "This money is yours."

"Backup." Grace stretched out her hand, staring at Celina numbly, "I said if you play tricks on me this time, I will drag you to hell."

Maybe Grace's expression was weird and scary. Celina's delicate face appeared in awe, and said arrogantly.

"I don't have backup, just the one in this phone. You look carefully," Celina said, removing the card in the phone, and shouting at the person on the side, "Bring the lighter."

She burned the card in front of Grace, "Grace, you can see clearly I burned it all. If anyone has this video in the future, it will be his business. Don't wrong me. I'm not a good person, but I never break my promise."

After finishing talking, leading a group of people, she walked away mightily. Looking at the situation, the middle-aged, big-bellied man hurriedly left with them... He knew that today's matter clearly targeted to Grace. It was better not to get involved in it. The room calmed down, leaving only one woman.

A person came out behind the screen and stood in front of her. Grace slowly looked up.

The man happily said, "I said, Miss Grace, I will let Franklin see your true face. However, you are the daughter of the James family and have that kind of past, which is beyond my expectation. You are worse than my knowing you." Grace stood up without saying a word.

"Here, 500,000." The long slender palm, with a check between his fingers, handed it to Grace, "That night you asked me to borrow 500,000. Now I can give it to you. After all... you let me I watched a funny show, which was wonderful." While speaking, he grabbed Grace's hand and stuffed the check into Grace's palm.

Grace looked down. Her gaze fell on the check. Her palm moved slowly under Cayne's gaze.

Contempt flashed through Cayne's eyes.

Grace raised the check and didn't even look at it. With raising hands, the check hit Cayne's face. A gruff voice sounded, "Thank you for your generosity, but I don't need it anymore." Celina said that she was entrusted by a person. The person must be Cayne.

Right and wrong was not important for her.

Grace stepped away.

She had been on one knee for a long time, so her legs were numb. She dragged that hurt leg step by step to walk out of this room. She didn't look back, ignoring the gaze behind her.

She walked to the back door. She was familiar with this place in the past, knowing walking through the back door that she could avoid the crowds in front.

Dragging her legs all the way, opening the small round arch of the back door, raising her head and looking at the night sky, the corners of her lips curled up slightly. She silently said to the night sky, "Look, I didn't cry." "Look?" Whom would she asked to look? Whom was Grace calling? No one knew.

Grace said to herself again, "Originally, I'm going to reveal everything and let Franklin know about my past... Now he knows it, but just in another way. Anyway... the goal is achieved. It's the same." Was it the same?

Then why did she still feel pain?

Did she love Franklin?

Grace clearly knew the answer. She didn't love him.

He was just a boy who broke into her life and then told her that he was here to experience life, letting she should not take it seriously.

Grace wanted to laugh, but she couldn't laugh.

She yelled silently at the night sky again, "Look! I didn't cry!"

But... there were few people in the world who could look at her without contempt.

That focused gaze was gone.

That serious look was gone.

That sincere look was gone!

Grace ran away. After her legs were hurt, she had never run so fast... The pain from the leg to the waist continued to spread, piercing the lungs!

The woman who was running staggering did not seem to have noticed it. She didn't even know that her running posture at the moment looked like a lame penguin!

Ugly!

In the room at the end of the second floor of the banquet.

Cayne glanced at the cheque that fell on the ground and reached out to rub his face where was hit. He sneered. He was disdain to pick up the cheque on the ground, and he was ready to leave. A hand suddenly reached out to the cheque on the ground and picked it up.