Five Years Wasted Now They Beg Her Back novel Chapter 365

Damien placed his hand on Grace’s head, stroking it gently.

“Silly girl.”

His voice was deep and rich, carrying a power that put her at ease.

He pulled her up and sat her on his lap, their foreheads touching.

“What curse? That’s just an excuse weak people use for their own incompetence.”

“If you’re a curse, then I’m the man who’s more than happy to be haunted by you for the rest of my life.”

Grace chuckled, tears still clinging to her eyelashes. “Who compares themselves to a junk collector?”

“As long as I can have you, I’d be happy as a beggar.”

Damien kissed the corner of her eye, his expression turning serious. “Grace, don’t worry about what those old fossils say. I’m the one who calls the shots in the Clarke family.”

“As for bloodlines…”

A fierce glint flashed in Damien’s eyes. “If that’s a curse, then I’ll bear it. You just need to keep moving forward, do the research you want to do, build the career you want to build. I’ll slay all the demons for you.”

Grace wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, greedily inhaling the scent of tobacco and mint on him.

“Damien, you said it. If one day you can’t handle it…”

“That day will never come.”

Damien captured her lips, silencing all her insecurities.

“Ring—”

The desk phone rang.

“The phone…”

Grace, blushing, tried to push Damien away.

“Ignore it.”

He leaned in to kiss her again.

“Mr. Clarke,” Felix’s voice came through the speakerphone. “Dorian is here.”

His voice was flat, devoid of emotion. “I came back to repay a debt.”

Grace glanced at the file. It was a proposal for a top-tier algorithm architecture.

“Repay a debt?” She smiled. “Do you owe me money?”

“I owe you my life, and I owe you an apology.”

Dorian looked at her, and for the first time, there was a flicker of emotion in his eyes. “Five years ago, when Lilian pushed you into the lake… I saw it.”

That winter, the lake water had been icy cold. She had screamed for help for a long time, but no one came. A passing gardener eventually pulled her out. She ran a high fever for a week and nearly developed pneumonia.

Meanwhile, the Hart family was only concerned with comforting the “traumatized” Lilian.

“I was in the study on the second floor. I saw it clearly. She pushed you,” Dorian said, lowering his gaze. “But I didn’t say anything. Back then, I thought it was better to not get involved. I just needed to focus on my academics. The family’s mess had nothing to do with me.”

“Later, you married Ethan, and I thought the house would finally be quiet. I never expected…”

At this, Dorian paused, took a deep breath, and looked across at the towering Clarke Group building that soared into the clouds.