Chapter 112

Alice's smile faded. There was a time when her sweet words could convince Liam to do anything. But now, he wasn't so easily swayed. Grace couldn't hold back a laugh at their exchange from the doorway. At the sound of her voice, Liam stirred as though ready to get up. But then, something seemed to click, and he settled back down, deliberately turning his face away. "What are you doing here? My leg's been broken for 18 hours. You could've waited until I was dead before showing up." He scowled, too furious to look in her direction. Then, he noticed Grace's empty hands. Even strangers knew to bring flowers, but his own sister came with nothing like she couldn't even be bothered. And that was when it hit him—how she had used him and tossed him aside. His anger flared even hotter. "Grace, just leave. I don't want you here." Grace knew Liam like the back of her hand. He'd be the first to swear he didn't want it if he really wanted something. She eased into the chair beside him, plucked