NovelApexBut before the woman could finish speaking, several men who looked like bodyguards quickly approached and
silenced her by covering her mouth.
The guards gave off a cold, dangerous presence. One stood outside the cart and spoke in an official tone. "Ms.
Lambert, we're sorry to have bothered you. This woman is a distant relative of Mr. Henderson. Her mental state
isn't well, and she somehow got out tonight."
The crazed woman immediately quieted down as if she were terrified of something.
Grace wanted to have a few more words with her, but the guard had already started driving the car away.
The vehicle stopped in front of the central villa, where the lights were still on.
She got out with the magnolia blossoms in her arms but instinctively turned around, wanting to see where the
woman had been taken.
However, there was no trace of her left. It was as if she had vanished into thin air.
Grace rubbed her brow, feeling a dull ache return to her head.
Suddenly, the front door opened.
She stood at the entryway and saw that the living room was empty.
She placed the flowers on the coffee table, intending to leave quietly. But just as she took one step forward, she
saw Ethan standing on the second floor.
He rested one hand on the balcony railing and said calmly, "Why are you so late?"
Grace looked up at him and asked with a hint of surprise, "Mr. Henderson, is your leg better?"
"Mm."
He lowered his eyes. His throat moved as if he wanted to say something, but held back.
Every tGrace faced Ethan, she would feel uneasy, yet she just couldn't tell where that feeling cfrom.
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"I'm sorry to bother you at this late hour. | couldn't find that kind of flower at any florist in Druville, so | had to go
pick them in the suburbs, which took extra time. You weren't really waiting for the flowers, were you?" she asked.
It was already past 3:00 am, and for someone like him, who lived rigidly by routine, it was strange he hadn't
gone to bed.
Ethan didn't answer the question and just stared at her.
Grace didn't know what else to say. Ethan's silence often left her in a bind. Leaving felt wrong, but staying back
felt worse.
After an awkward three-minute silence, she finally spoke up. "The flowers are delivered. I'll head out now. You
should rest too."
But just as she took a step, he asked, "Is the snow heavy outside?"
Grace reflexively patted her head, thinking he had seen snowflakes on her hair.
"A little. The snow in Druville seems heavier than usual this year."
"Hmm."
Grace was feeling uncomfortable. What was Ethan trying to say? He'd speak a little, then stop. She couldn't just
walk away, yet staying felt unbearable.
She stood for a few more minutes. Finally unable to bear with the silence, she began, "Then..."
However, he interrupted her again. "Are the flowers fragrant?"
She had been racking her brain for an excuse to leave. Upon hearing that, she looked up, and their eyes met.
His expression was still calm, with one hand hanging at his side. He stood bathed
in warm yellow light, the glow faintly outlining his figure.
It was the first tGrace had seen this version of Ethan. It was like he was standing within the weight of his
deepest memories.
"Yes. They smell better than regular magnolias. | picked over ten branches. | hope you like them," she said
Ever since she saw that deranged woman, her mind had been restless. Now, she just wanted to leave.
So, after saying that, she lowered her head and turned to walk away.
This time, Ethan didn't say anything more.
At the entryway, she couldn't help but glance back. He was still standing there, and even his shadow looked
hazy.
Suddenly, her head throbbed violently. She turned and hurried outside.
Back in the car, she pressed her fingers hard against her temples, but the pain wouldn't subside. It was so
intense that it made her nauseous.
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"Ms. Lambert, let's go back."
She ignored them and kept walking in a daze.
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One of them had a small braid proudly resting on his shoulder. His sharp eyes were bloodshot.
When Grace fell to the ground, they rushed forward to support her.
"Why don't we head back?"
She lifted her eyes in confusion, her gaze empty.
"Back where? We can never go back..."
Grace jolted awake.
The pain in her dream followed her into the real world—she felt like every bone in
her body was aching.
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