Chapter 85

"Don't make it sound so nice." Ethan suddenly walked into the bookstore, casually flipping through a young adult's fiction book. Then, his gaze fell on Grace. "She never even thought about preparing a wedding gift for Dad. That book? She just grabbed it from the study at random, like tossing a bone to a beggar." Anyone could see how perfunctory Grace had been, but his idiot of a father treated that halfhearted gift like a priceless treasure. Guilt was like a dull knife. It wasn't sharp, but every cut struck deep into Grace's heart, slicing through muscle and bone with an aching pain. The wedding gift Adrian cherished like a treasure was just a book she had carelessly picked out. And here she was, feeling jealous and upset over nothing. She felt awful. Handing Clara over to Ethan, she said, "Ethan, take Clara home first. I need to go out for a bit." Watching her leave, Ethan let out a cold snort. "Yet another act." Clara glanced at him. "How do you know she's not trying to make t