Chapter 1394
Late into the night, Grace finally managed to lull Cliff to sleep. After making sure he was safely tucked in, she carefully got up and made her way to Oliver's study.
The moment she opened the door, the thick scent of smoke hit her. The entire room was clouded with it.
She called out, "Darling..."
Oliver immediately stubbed out his cigarette and stood up, walking over to open a window. "Don't come in."
Grace was about to step inside when Oliver shut his laptop and walked toward her instead, taking her hand. "Is Cliff asleep?"
She noticed the redness in his tired eyes, and her heart ached. Who knew their own man better than his wife?
She nodded. "Yeah. Before he fell asleep, he kept turning his face toward your pillow and crying for you. Even now, he's lying on his side, facing your spot."
Oliver's chest softened at that. "I reek of smoke. It's bad for you and Cliff. I'll sleep in the study tonight."
Grace tugged at his hand and smiled. "Come back to bed. Just take a shower, an

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