Chapter 1066

Nothing was more awkward than bad-mouthing someone, only to get caught red-handed. "When did he come back? Does he float when he walks? Why didn't I hear a single sound?" Grace thought, flustered. Having caught Grace mid-rant, Oliver approached with a smile. "I've been back for a while now." Grace froze, wondering if he heard everything she had said?" Well, if she did, so be it. She wasn't afraid. After all, she was just the "immature" one, wasn't she? Oliver noticed that the lively conversation Grace had been having with Cliff immediately died the moment he appeared. Now, she wouldn't even acknowledge his presence. "Are you still mad at me?" he asked. Cliff, cradled in Grace's arms, was blissfully unaffected by the tension. He drank contentedly, his glossy eyes sparkling like tiny gemstones, his tiny ears perked as he listened to his parents' exchange. "Yeah," Grace muttered. Oliver sat down beside her, draping his arm around her shoulders. His apology was clumsy at