Demon CEO's Hidden Love: Mr Grayson Stole Me From My Abusive Husband-Chapter 312: Nothing But Love For Thane

The first thing Brooke did upon arriving home, was take off her clothes and take a long shower. Afterwards, she sent for Hannah, and tendered the clothes she had worn earlier to her.

"Mrs Grayson, what do you want me to do with these?" Hannah asked, examining the fairly new clothes she had just bought with the young master.

"Burn them." Brooke ordered, her gaze fierce.

Hannah nodded, "As you wish."

On her way out, she met with Thane, who had just finished from an emergency meeting with his team, they were set to launch a new brand of medical tech in a month, and every test ran heavily mattered.

"Young master," Hannah greeted, her head down.

Thane grunted, then stepped inside, making sure to shut the door after him.

Brooke’s eyes softened when she saw him, they always did. And whenever they did, his would light up, as though he were holding the world in one sight. However, tonight, Thane’s eyes were hardened.

And naturally, Brooke was no fool, she knew why he was upset.

Their last argument played in her mind, they hadn’t made up, but simply brushed the matter aside for layer, and now had turned into that later.

"Hey." she said.

"Hey." he answered.

Who would bring up the elephant in the room?

The air grew thicker, Brooke balled her fists and bit her cheeks, the words were just at the tip of her throat, begging to be said. But she couldn’t bring herself to say anything.

She knew she was hurting the one person that meant the most to her, and yet she couldn’t say the words he wanted to hear. She could not heal the anguish he was going through.

"Thane-"

His phone rang, cutting her off.

She forced a smile, "Never mind, answer the call-"

Immediately, he disconnected the call and tossed his phone to the nearest drawer. A serious look in his eye, he approached her, "You mean much more to me than that call."

Her chest tightened. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

Why did he have to say that?

She couldn’t mindlessly do the same.

Right now, using Ethan was crucial, and frankly, she did not, no, she could not force herself to say she could toss him aside like he just did his phone.

"I’m sorry. I really mean it." she said, her eyes watery.

And just like that, as though he had been shot with an arrow, his defenses were lowered and his anger faded like mist. Just a tear from his beloved and Thane had tossed aside the lines he rehearsed in the car minutes ago.

"It’s okay." he reached for her and pulled her in for an embrace.

Stroking her head, he gently whispered, "Everything is fine, it’s okay, Brooke."

"But it isn’t! I had to embrace that man! And let him touch me! I nearly threw up when our skin touched." she panicked, taking short breaths, her body vibrating under his touch.

Her knees gave way, but Thane caught her, they gently collapsed to the floor, her head pressed to his chest, as she sobbed into his embrace. The familiar scent of his cologne, and the warmth only he gave her, made her calm down.

The whole night was spent with Thane holding her until she fell asleep. Afterwards, he tucked her into bed, then dashed for the bathroom.

-Cough-

He turned on the tap to cover the retching sounds he made. Messily, he reached for the top bathroom shelf, his arms vibrating. He knocked aside the rest of the drugs picking up a white can, causing them to fall miserably.

Hurriedly, he emptied the contents into his palm, and tried to bring them to his lips, but the jitters in his palms caused them to leak onto the floor.

Thane dropped to his knees, a hand on the skin for support. Summoning his strength he picked up two white pills and tossed them into his mouth.

He swallowed, then sat with his back to the sink, taking deep breaths, letting the medicine take effect.

His coughs grew wilder, but he pressed his palm to his lips, he couldn’t let a sound out, he could not bare to wake her, to trouble her. He imagined the way she would cry and crumble if she ever saw him this way. ’

That was why he hid it. He hid it all so well from her.

Just so she could continue to shine brightly, without his darkness shrouding her.

’Just a little more, hold out for just a little more.’ he chanted repeatedly over the painful coughs and the dark red liquid spilling out of his palms.

The image of Brooke and Ethan stepping out of that hotel flashed in his head, steeling his resolve.

If he wasn’t here, she’d have to fall back on him, and that was the last thing he needed.

He reached for the sink and forced his way into standing. He stared at his pale skin, and the red that stood out on his lips.

"A deep sigh escaped his lips, "Get it together." he balled his fists. "Hold out just a bit longer..."

Brooke woke up the next morning with a spring in her step. Knowing that Thane wasn’t upset with her gave her an added confidence boost that her plan wasn’t a complete waste.

Using Ethan to take down her sister would work, and then she would destroy him as well. Then, her revenge would be over, everything she had worked hard for would be accomplished.

"Soon, this will all be over." she grabbed a robe from her closet and stepped into the bathroom.

She rested her hands on the sink and stared at her reflection in the mirror, a small grin played on her lips. "The anger in my heart will be replaced with nothing but love for Thane. I’ll spend the rest of our lives making it up to him." her cheeks flushed at the thought.

The two of them together, without a single care in the world...