My Ex-husband Begs Me Back

Chapter 1401: Bad

Chapter 1401: Bad

Regina was taken aback, a faint smile unconsciously appearing on her face. Her gaze seemed to be unfocused, perhaps pondering the meaning behind Grace's words.

Not hearing a response, Grace couldn't help but ask, "Auntie, why aren't you speaking?"

Regina then came back to her senses and said, "I wasn't not speaking, just wondering if your mother had mentioned anything to

me. “What are you thinking about?"

"To be honest, | don't recall her ever mentioning something similar. Our relationship is good, but matters between spouses are not something | typically involve myself in. As you probably know, I'm not one to meddle, and some things are best left to the parties involved. So, | don't know if there really is an issue between them."

Looking at Grace, Regina hesitated and said, "Grace, could you have misremembered? Such matters should not be casually mentioned, especially at this sensitive time. If word gets out, it may take on a different meaning in the ears of those with ill intentions.”

"| see. | won't say anything. | plan to go check on my mother's things at the Armstrong family in the next few days. Auntie, do you have time? Would you like to accompany me?"

"In the next few days?"

"Yes, these two days. Can we go? It's not the weekend, right? Vere should be at home, and you've hired a cook. Could you spare a day for me?" Grace seized the opportunity to plan ahead.

Regina fell silent, looking at Grace with a troubled expression. Since she didn't speak, Grace couldn't help but ask, "Auntie, what's wrong? Do you have something on your mind? Or do you not want to accompany me?"

As Grace spoke, she began to feel distressed. She lightly bit her lip, speaking softly, "| know you're busy, but | haven't been home for a long time. You probably know more about where my mother kept her things than | do."

Grace's eyes started to well up, hoping Regina would see her genuine need for help. She knew her gentle demeanor, coupled with tears, would evoke pity.

Grace wanted Regina to think she was pitiable and hoped to evoke a sliver of compassion from her. If Regina relented, then half her objective would be achieved.

Regina, of course, was conflicted. If she agreed to accompany Grace, she would miss her flight the next day. But declining would mean facing Grace head-on.

Thinking quickly, Regina said, "Grace, can | accompany you tomorrow morning? | have other commitments in the afternoon. | know this is important, not for any other reason but for your mother's sake. | should set aside everything to help you. However, | have to go see Vere's teacher at school in the afternoon, as their schedule doesn't align with mine. Can you accept this?"

Grace smiled faintly and said, "Of course, Auntie. I'm already very happy that you're helping me. I'll come over tomorrow morning, and I'll stay at the hotel tonight."

Regina nodded, but then remembered something. She quickly said, "Grace, why don't you stay at my place tonight? Stay with me. How about that?”

While it sounded like an invitation, Regina's face showed no expectation. Grace sensed it.

Grace replied, "Thank you, Auntie. | know you care for me, but I'll stay at the hotel. My things are there, and if | decide to stay with you, I'll bring them over tomorrow. | won't be polite; now that my mother is gone, you're like a mother to me."

"It's necessary, Grace. Don't be polite with me, okay?"

"Okay, got it."

Grace nodded obediently, looking at Regina, who seemed uneasy. She then excused herself. Regina saw Grace off, advising her to be safe on the way and to send a message once she arrived.

Grace felt repulsed by Regina's care. On the surface, Regina appeared kind and friendly, but Grace knew her true nature was vile to the core.

Grace wanted to ask Regina if she was not afraid of a reckoning in her dreams with Page. This question would certainly be asked, but not yet.

As Grace left Regina's mansion, she walked to the opposite side of the road and glanced back to ensure Regina wasn't following before proceeding to a black car parked on the roadside.

Grace got into the back seat where Horace was waiting. He immediately asked, "Are you okay?" Grace nodded lightly, "I'm fine. Don't worry, I'm fine."

Kian was also in the car, so they didn't have a private conversation.

Looking at Kian, Grace said, "Kian, thank you for coming to help me so late."

Kian replied quickly, "Miss Armstrong, it's my duty. You're Mrs. Simpson! sister, it's only natyatfaméto he p." GlancimglatHorace, he added, "Miss Armstrong, please take off the earring and give it to me!" Please read the original content at .

Kian informed them that all tonight's conversations had been recorded, and Grace could reach out if needed.

Grace thanked him again and said, "Kian, can you relay a message to Mr. Simpson for me?"

"Of course, what is it?"

"| want you to help me with something." Grace explained the task, and the expressions of Kian and Horace turned serious.

Horace said, "Grace, | know you're not

feeling well, but there a eotherways tesealyenen her is might not b i eon best interest." Please read the original content atOriginal content from NôvelDrama.Org.

"What do you mean?" Grace smiled faintly, "Do | seem like such a bad person to you?" "Of course not."

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Horace nodded, his concern deepening. "Alright, | support you. Whatever you decide, I'm with you."

Kian whispered in agreement, "I'll inform Mr. Simpson. Can you both drive back yourselves?"