In the James family.
Jafar James pointed at Mrs. James and was furious, âWhat a good daughter you have raised! What a filial daughter!â
He was extremely angry. He didnât want to hand the James Group over, but the James Group would completely collapse if he didnât agree to Graceâs request.
He knew it very well that he would be still a rich man with houses, cars and servants if the James Group was there. Without it, he was nothing.
Even unwilling to do so, Jafar handed over most of the shares of the James Group to Grace.
However, he could find nowhere to vent his anger.
Thus, Mrs. James had to bear the brunt of his temper.
But Jafar had forgotten that he had already been a scum who had betrayed his wife in Mrs. Jamesâs heart.
âJafar James, what kind of right do you have to accuse me of? Did I ever teach Grace? It was your dad!
If you want to blame someone, why donât you go underground to look for your dead father?â
Without thinking, Mrs. James said out those words. She hated Jafar so much now.
Suddenly, she laughed, âJafar James, are you worried that you donât have the money to support your shameful illegitimate son?â
She felt momentary gratification with a gloating look.
âYou donât care about Payne being sick.â
âYou are all on that vamp and your shameful son she gave birth to. Whatâs next? If Payne is gone, do you plan to give the entire group to that little bastard of unknown origin in your will?â
He slapped her right away.
This crisp slap made Mrs. James spin around and fell to the ground. âYou slap me!â
Jafar rolled up his sleeves and looked coldly at the elderly woman on the ground.
âYou called him bastard? You swore him and deserved to be beaten!â
Mrs. James shouted, stood up, and pounced towards Jafar.
âJafar James, youâre incorrigible! I have given birth to your children, taken charge of the family, and helped you handle all the matters home and away. However, you have betrayed me and had an affair, and you even have another baby with a bitch! Your illegitimate son is a bastard! He is not only a bastard, but a shit!â
Mrs. Jamesâs exquisite hair was in a mess. She kicked and hammered at Jafar. When Jafar was about to hit her again, Mrs. James yelled, âCome on! Hit me! The James Group now belongs to my daughter!
Hit me!â
These words stopped Jafarâs hands. His face turned pale. He glared at Mrs. James with hatred and scolded her, âShrew!â Then he turned around and left.
Mrs. James chased after him, âJafar, where are you going? Youâre going to see that bitch again, arenât you? Donât go! Jafar, come back! You are not allowed to leave!â
Mrs. James staggered out, but Jafar was totally impatient. He didnât care about Mrs. James at all. He left the house so quickly that Mrs. James couldnât catch up with him.
Mrs. James fell to the ground again. Even so, she was still stretching out her arms and trying to catch the person in front of her, but she couldnât reach him at all. âJafar James, you have no conscience.
Jafar, youâre not allowed to go! You canât go! Come back!â
At such a night, the pitiful and shrill cries of a woman came from the villa.
Jafar had long since disappeared.
Mrs. James sat at the gate, covering her face and crying.
The sounds were a bit thrilling and frightening at night.
The servants didnât dare to approach. They all looked at Mrs. James who sat on the threshold and cried miserably with messy hair and clothes.
The housekeeper couldnât do anything. No one had expected that the James family would collapse overnight. Mr. James had rarely come back. Even if he had, he would just have taken something and then left. Now, Mr. James was no longer here and Mrs. James was in such a situation. The young master was still ill in the hospital. They didnât even know if he could be cured.
All was totally messed up!
The old butler stealthily retreated and walked to the phone. He called Grace and said, âMiss James, please hurry back. Mr. James hit Mrs. James just now. Mrs. James is crying.â
On the other side of the phone, Grace asked indifferently, âIs Mr. James not at home? Let him comfort her.â
âMr. James has left. Mrs. James fell when she chased after him. Sheâs crying now. Miss James, please come back and take a look.â
Grace held the phone and mocked softly in her heart ⦠Come back to take a look?
And then?
To comfort Mrs. James?
She couldnât do that.
She had never got their love, but now others wanted her to comfort her mother ⦠She couldnât do it.
At this moment, a sweet male voice suddenly came, âWho is on the phone?â
Graceâs heart pounded. She did not answer him immediately, but said to the old butler on the phone, âItâs getting late. Try to comfort Mrs. James. Life will continue. Let her wash up and go to bed early. She will have to take care of the young master tomorrow morning.â
The old butler wanted to add something, but Grace hung up the phone.
Only then did she raise her head again, âItâs so late. Mr. Shaw should go back to the room.â She wanted to drive him away.
âYouâre my wife.â His eyes were burning and staring at her as if she was delicious food.
Grace was immediately alert. An alarm sounded in her heart, âYou promised not to force me.â
She raised her head stubbornly and protested silently.
Caden would never turn around and leave at such a moment.
âI...Grace, I havenât had it in three years...â
âWhat did you say? I canât hear you.â
â⦠Three years â¦â
âMr. Shaw, what exactly are you trying to say?â Grace was a little tired. After she had returned to S City from Erhai Lake, she had battled hardly with Jafar James. In the end, Jafar had reluctantly handed over 90% of the shares of the James Group.
Only after that had she known that the James Group was already in turmoil. Without Caden, the James Group was still in a dangerous situation.
It required a lot of time and energy to rectify these things. She had been very tired. Now she also had to face this man, who acted strangely.
âMr. Shaw, what exactly do you want to say!â She was so tired. Even if she could clearly feel the danger around, she still wanted to close her eyes.
She did not even notice it. She sat on the bed, leaning against the front and nodding her head, almost falling asleep.
The next second, the bed sank. She became sober and her sleepiness temporarily went away. With pale face and white lips, she looked at the man beside her, âYou said â¦â
In the next moment, she was pulled into the blanket, and the man beside her tightly held her shoulders.
A deep and hoarse voice came.
âI havenât had sex for three years.â
Grace was shocked. She reached out to push him.
However, her wrist was suddenly clasped tightly in his palm.
âYou said it!â Anger, despair and unwillingness raised in her heart.
âI did promise that, but I did not promise not to do anything else.
Iâm so tired now. I just want to hug you to sleep. If you agree and let me do that, I promise I wonât do anything else.â
Caden intimidated her, âGrace, donât move. I havenât had sex for three years.â Graceâs face turned even paler. The person beside her was breathing heavily. She was frightened by his hoarse voice.
He was so shameless!
The color of Graceâs face came and went.