Three years ago, at the school gate, I saw an olddy lying on the side of the road, and no one around her was stepping forward to help. Some people were even filming, using her of fraud.


    I couldn''t stand it, so I called an ambnce and went with her to the hospital, making sure she was okay before I left.


    I would have almost forgotten this little incident if Tom hadn''t mentioned it today.


    "Do you remember now?" He smiled.


    I nodded, suddenly realizing, "So, you helped me because of that..."


    He gave me a knowing look and said faintly, "I suppose so..."


    Now that I had the full exnation, the unease in my heart finally settled.


    Before long, the car stopped in front of thepany building.


    I quickly thanked him and got out of the car.


    Just as I was about to close the door, Tom leaned against the steering wheel, his slightly open cor giving him an even more carefree, wild air. "Grace, see you tonight."


    His words were quite ambiguous, but given that we now lived across from each other, we would indeed see each other daily.


    I froze for a moment, then nodded quickly. "Drive safely."


    Hezily waved his hand as the window rolled up, and the car sped away.


    "Grace?"


    Just then, I heard someone call my name from behind. Turning around, I saw Joseph standing nearby with a slight frown.


    I remembered the opera tickets he gave me yesterday and quickly took them out


    of my bag. "Joseph, here are the tickets you gave me..."


    He pursed his lips. "Was that person your boyfriend?"


    I was taken aback and quickly shook my head. "No, he''s my senior from university."


    He seemed to rx and then smiled, asking, "So, do you have a boyfriend?"


    That was when I realized what he meant. "I''m married."


    "Ah?" Joseph looked shocked. "You... You''re married?"


    I nodded.


    He pursed his lips, clearly disappointed, but still managed a forced smile. "I see... How-"


    Before he could finish, I heard someone call my name.


    "Grace!"


    When I heard that familiar voice, my heart skipped a beat. I furrowed my brows and looked toward the source of the sound.


    Gavin was standing before a car, frowning as he looked at me.


    After not seeing him for a few days, he looked somewhat worn out. Yet, his suit


    still made him look like a business elite, tall and imposing.


    "What are you doing here?" I looked at him coldly.


    "I need to talk to you," he said, grabbing my hand.


    I instinctively pulled away. Before I could speak, Joseph had already stepped in front of me. "Who are you? What do you want?"


    Gavin furrowed his brows and looked at Joseph. With his tall stature andmanding presence, he exuded an aura of authority. "I''m her husband." Joseph froze for a moment and subconsciously turned to look at my face.


    I pursed my lips and nodded at him.


    Joseph bit his lip. "He''s really your husband?"


    "Mm."


    I quickly spoke up, worried that a conflict would arise between him and Gavin. "Joseph, I''m fine. You can head back to the office."


    "Alright, but if anything happens, call me," Joseph said, still looking at me with concern before he left.