BOOKSDRAMA Chapter 337
Chapter 337
This was a high-end private banquet, and Grace had even specially asked them to add extra courses. It shouldn't have been possible for anyone to leave hungry. Ethan didn't answer her. He kept his head down, his expression unreadable.
Grace, thinking about the five million dollars he had casually handed her earlier, gave a small, awkward smile and tried to smooth things over. "Maybe I could head over to Palm Bay and whip up a few light dishes for you?" she offered.
The words had barely left her mouth when Damien snorted from the side.
"Going to Palm Bay to make a midnight snack?" he sneered. "Come on, it's obvious what you're really after. You're not fooling anyone."
Damien raised an eyebrow, smirking like he was waiting for a thank-you. He had come tonight to shut down whatever plans Grace thought she had. But as he kept smiling, an uneasy feeling crept up inside him.
Ethan asked coolly, "Where's Selene tonight?"
That caught Damien completely off guard. He had no idea where Selene was. Ever since the last time they slept together, she had been avoiding him like the plague. Even thinking about it twisted something inside him.
He needed her. She, apparently, didn't need him. And that brutal truth cut deeper than he wanted to admit.
Before he could say anything, Grace jumped in. "I think Selene mentioned she's meeting her boyfriend tonight," she said lightly.
Damien's expression darkened instantly. A cold, suffocating air seemed to wrap around him as he pulled out his phone and stormed off to the side to call her.
Right at that moment, Selene happened to be eating dinner with Vincent at the same restaurant.
As the door of a nearby private room swung open, Grace found herself face-to- face with Selene. For a second, neither of them spoke. Selene hadn't seen Damien yet. She was still smiling easily at Grace.
"No wonder you asked me for restaurant suggestions this morning," Selene said teasingly. "Trying to impress Mr. Henderson, huh?"
He wasn't looking at Grace. He
wasn't even looking at her. His entire
focus was locked on Vincent. I
looks could kill, Vincent would've
dropped dead on the spot.
Vincent, ever the calm university professor, gave a polite nod, acknowledging him.
Grace felt like the air pressure in the corridor had dropped ten degrees. Tension practically crackled between them.
And right then, like splashing gasoline on a fire, Ethan asked a simple, polite question from his wheelchair, "When's the wedding?"
It was the kind of small talk you made when you ran into old friends perfectly normal. Except in this case, it hit Damien like a bullet to the chest.
He stormed forward, his eyes locked on Selene.
"What do you mean?" He demanded, his voice shaking. "Selene, you're marrying him?"
Shock, anger, betrayal-all of it bled out of him at once. He looked wrecked.
Selene wasn't planning on marrying Vincent-at least not yet. She didn't even understand why Ethan asked that question.
She pressed her lips together and said softly, "Damien, can we talk about this later?"
But that only made things worse. His eyes turned red with frustration.
"When, Selene?" he hissed. "When is "later"?
anymo
won't even look at me
You tell me to wait, but
you're already planning a wedding
behind my back?"
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His voice cracked with something
raw. "Are you gonna tell him you were still in my bed not that long ago?" The
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The entire hallway seemed to freeze over, and the tension was suffocating.
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Grace swallowed hard. She
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In her mind, Ethan had only been
making small talk. No way heo m could've known he had just thrown a
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