Chapter 142 Echoes Of Pain

• It was only after entering the lounge that Brian placed Grace on the sofa. Looking at her left hand that was gently covered by her right hand, he asked, “Does it hurt?”
• “A little,” she mumbled.
• He looked at the pained expression on her face. He knew that she was understating it. Her face had always been peaceful and calm. She never used to furrow her brows and paled like she was now. She was even speaking with much difficulty.