Chapter 98

Eventually, Grace had no choice but to give up. She herself fell asleep, maybe because she had been too exhausted. The next morning, sunlight gently spilled onto Luther's face. In his whole life, he had never slept so well. The moment he opened his eyes and saw Grace curled up in his arms, his usually cold gaze softened into a surprisingly warm expression. Noticing that the air conditioning had made Grace shiver, he reached out to cover her with a blanket. At that moment, she woke up and at the sight of him, she instinctively called out, "Luther." Luther was taken aback. Realizing her mistake, she quickly rolled out of his embrace and fell heavily to the floor, wincing in pain. Observing her panic, he pulled her to her feet and asked, "What did you just call me?" "What?" Grace decided to play dumb. Seeing her reaction, he didn't press further. He stood up and sarcastically commented, "Ms. Mitchell, you're forgetful." His earlier warmth had vanished and been replaced by cold indif