Chapter 28

Two years… I couldn't endure even a single day more! "There's another way," Tom said casually, his tone composed. "What way?" He smiled faintly. "Let's go inside, and you can brew me some tea. Then I'll tell you." Hearing he had a solution filled my heart with hope. When the elevator arrived, I quickly pressed the button. We soon reached the eighth floor. But as I stepped out, a low, angry voice cut through the air. "Grace!" The moment I heard that all-too-familiar voice, my heart jolted. I instinctively turned toward the source, only to see Gavin standing outside my apartment door, his face dark with fury as he strode toward me. "You've gotten bold, haven't you? Hiring someone like Mr. Cook—" He stopped mid-sentence when his gaze shifted to Tom behind me. He froze in place, his expression stiffening. "Tom? What are you doing here?" Before Tom could reply, I glared at Gavin coldly. "I should be the one asking that. What are you doing here?" Gavin's eyes moved away from Tom