Mommy Alert! The CEO Daddy Won't Stop Courting-Chapter 760: I didn’t say anything about you staying in River City for these 3 years…

Chapter 760: Chapter 760: I didn’t say anything about you staying in River City for these 3 years...

Is it not suitable? She insists on wearing it to show her!

Tomorrow, Malcom will take her to attend Young Master Davies and Miss Parker’s wedding, yet Serena Sterling returned at this time, like a ghost that wouldn’t leave!

"Miss, your hand!" A startled cry from the server echoed.

Grace Quarters looked at her tightly clenched hand, only then noticing the bright red, glaring blood slowly sliding along the lines of her palm...

"Could you help me get a tissue?" Grace smiled and said to the server.

"Please wait a moment." The server replied and quickly brought over a tissue.

Grace took it, wiped the blood off her hand, and then gave the server a sweet smile, "Thank you! Now, please wrap the clothes for me."

Seeing Grace’s sweet smile, the server was somewhat unnerved.

After all, she had just witnessed the entire process clearly.

Nevertheless, she professionally took Grace’s clothes, smiled, and asked, "Would you like to pay by card or?"

Grace smiled, took a card out of her bag, "By card!"

The night fell, and Grace entered Malcom Moore’s bar.

At just a glance, she saw him sitting at the bar, drinking.

Indeed, today Malcom was not drinking in a private room but had chosen the livelier bar counter.

Grace walked straight over and sat down next to Malcom, "Malcom, why are you drinking again?"

Malcom ignored Grace’s presence, downed his drink in one gulp, and pushed the glass toward the bartender.

The bartender saw and immediately refilled Malcom’s glass.

"Malcom, please don’t drink anymore!" Saying this, Grace reached for Malcom’s glass.

However, before she could act, Malcom had already picked up the glass.

He seemed oblivious to Grace’s words, his mischievous eyes fixed intently on the swirling liquid in the glass...

Grace gazed at Malcom.

He was wearing a black hand-tailored suit and a white shirt; likely, he had come straight here from the Morris Group.

The shirt had two buttons undone, making Malcom look even more roguishly handsome.

At this moment, he slightly tilted his head, swirling the drink in his hand, with the dim lighting of the bar casting upon his extraordinarily handsome face, adding a unique allure and attraction.

This kind of man could only be hers! 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

It seemed he hadn’t yet realized Serena Sterling had returned.

Grace gazed at Malcom obsessively, inquiring, "Malcom, will you really take me to Director Davies’s wedding tomorrow?"

Malcom lowered his gaze and glanced at Grace.

He swallowed his drink and then pushed the glass back to the bartender, finally looking at Grace and saying, "Grace, did you not hear clearly what I said before?"

Grace made no effort to conceal her love for Malcom, speaking with grievance, "Malcom, I..."

Malcom had no interest in hearing Grace’s familiar refrains.

He looked at Grace and interrupted her, "I asked you to leave River City and return to Italy, but you refused. These three years you stayed in River City without me saying anything. But everything here no longer belongs to you and never will again. You should stop fantasizing!"

Grace felt an unbearable heartache.

She looked at Malcom, puzzled, and questioned, "Malcom, why can’t you give me a chance? You used to love me so much!"

Having said it many times before, Malcom didn’t want to say it again.

He looked at Grace coldly, speaking with disgust, "You can attend Adrian’s wedding, sure. I’ll take you there. There will be many suitable, good men. Find one to marry you, let him take good care of you."

Grace’s hands tightened abruptly.

Looking at Malcom with determined eyes, she declared confidently, "Malcom, I love you! In this lifetime, there won’t be anyone else I’ll love besides you!"

Malcom slowly stood up, a cold aura surrounding him, "I think I’ve made myself clear enough. I don’t love you; your love means nothing to me!"

After speaking, Malcom looked at the bartender, instructing, "Send the drinks to the private room!"

Malcom left, leaving Grace staring at his desolate back.

Grace gazed blankly in the direction Malcom went.

She sat at the bar, dazed, with Malcom’s words before he left replaying in her ears.

How could it be?

How could her love be meaningless to Malcom?

He used to love her so much, didn’t he?

What was so good about Serena Sterling that she could displace her in Malcom’s heart, still lingering in his mind?

She was never afraid of Serena Sterling in the past because she knew in her heart that her position in Malcom’s heart was irreplaceable by anyone.

But in these three years, she overestimated herself and underestimated Malcom, and never expected Serena Sterling to be so important in Malcom’s heart.

Now that Serena has returned, she...

Grace was terrified.

She immediately stood up and walked into Malcom’s private room...

Inside the private room, Malcom was drinking.

Seeing Grace push the door open, he inquired coldly, "Why haven’t you left yet? Who let you in?"

Grace didn’t answer Malcom’s question, instead directly sat beside him, reaching out to embrace him.

Malcom unapologetically pushed away Grace’s attempt to hug him.

Grace fell to the ground, looking at Malcom through teary eyes, "Malcom, you clearly love me, why do you say such cruel things?"

"Leaving you before was my mistake, I regret it!" Grace said, pale-faced, teary-eyed, and in great pain, "I beg you, Malcom, don’t be so cruel to me, alright? I can’t bear it!"

Malcom looked at Grace, who he had toppled to the ground, without a trace of emotion, and coldly said, "Grace, I agreed to help you, to take care of you, only because you were there with me during my darkest times in our youth, experiencing those unforgettable moments with me."

Grace shook her head in disbelief, "No, it’s not like that!"

Malcom ignored Grace and continued coldly, "I’ve helped you a lot over the years! Toward you, I have a clear conscience! Taking you to Adrian’s wedding is the last thing I’ll do for you."

After speaking, Malcom continued further, "As for whether you want to meet others at the wedding, that’s your matter, it’s nothing to do with me."

Grace cried uncontrollably, "Malcom, I don’t want to meet other people, I won’t attend Director Davies’s wedding tomorrow, please don’t be like this, alright?"