Chapter 242

Oliver's prediction was spot on. Grace noticed the mark on her neck the next day while getting ready. At first, she thought it was a bug bite, but she realized its true source when she saw Oliver's uncomfortable expression. She grabbed a pillow from the bed and threw it at him. "You pervert!" she yelled. At the breakfast table, James teased, "Grace, aren't you hot in that turtleneck?" She glared at him and threatened, "Do you want me to crack your head open?" James muttered, "You just wait. Remember, you're in my house." "Isn't this Grace's house too?" Oliver pointed out. James fell silent. Indeed, it took a troublemaker to handle another troublemaker. But who could manage the mighty Oliver? Only Grace could. "You keep quiet, too!" she snapped at Oliver. Oliver fell silent, knowing he was in the wrong. James was shocked to see his seemingly invincible uncle subdued by his fierce wife. He looked at Grace with a mix of awe and unease. James wondered if she retaliated against O