Mr. Conrad Proposes to His Ex-wife Again

On the way back, Nathan looked at Grace on the side and wondered, "How did you know my number?"

Grace held the doll in her guarded arms: "There was a little note written on it."

That was Nathan's business card left with the Conrad Family at the time.

Nathan asked again, "You've only seen it once and you've written it down?" Grace nodded, "I remember."

Nathan thought again of Grace's paintings in the corners of her house and under the roots of trees, and had to say that she was indeed a very talented girl.

It just wasn't on Nathan's mind at the time, but it's clear enough from what happened today that there are many more sides to Grace that they didn't discover.

In fact, Grace is not really stupid, under Justin's tireless teaching, she knows everything and understands everything, pure and clean inside.

Perhaps in her world, there has long been a whole world.

Perhaps, in Grace's case, it can be improved by treatment.

Nathan wanted to take her to the hospital, but the vacation ends tomorrow and with this time away, the company does have a backlog of things waiting for him to go back and deal with. When Stella found out about this, she gave the daunting task to Vincent to take Grace to Riverside City to find Archer.

Vincent and Grace stood there wide-eyed when they first met.

After a few seconds, he looked to Stella, "No. Do I look like someone who takes care of little kids to you."

Stella said, "Grace is not a child, she can take care of herself, you just take her to Riverside City, Archer is not available at this time, otherwise he would have come straight over." Vincent pointed to the brain: "She's here ......"

Said, and afraid that Grace heard, turned around and lowered his voice, "She is not quite normal in the head, no way to communicate like a normal person, that is not a child." "How can't you communicate anymore, just say you can or can't, no I'll go myself."

Vincent breathed a sigh of relief and was about to say no when, aside, Clarence's voice came slowly: "Since you don't want to go back to Riverside City so much, don't even go back in the future." Vincent: "......

""

Eventually, Vincent took Grace and boarded a plane to Riverside City.

Grace probably knew that Vincent didn't like her, and didn't say anything on the way, being nice and quiet, turning her head as soon as she heard a sound from Vincent's side.

As if deeply afraid of missing something that he had given.

Vincent slept the whole way and opened his eyes just as the plane was about to land.

He looked at the food in front of Grace and asked, "Why aren't you eating?"

Grace shakes her head.

Vincent asked again, "Not hungry?"

Grace still shook her head, but after a pause, she nodded again.

Vincent: "?"

He said, "What do you mean exactly."

Grace didn't say anything, just pushed the food in front of him and looked out the window.

Vincent was speechless for a moment, he probably understood what she meant.

She was thinking that he was asleep and there was no part for him, so she purposely left it for him.

Vincent pushed the food in front of her again, "Eat if you're hungry, I'm not."

A few moments of coyness appeared on Grace's face and she whispered, "I don't have any money." Vincent: "

He's the one who made a fool of himself.

"Eat up you, this one doesn't cost anything."

Grace looked at him half-heartedly.

Seeing this, Vincent laughed: "The little fool is quite vigilant."

Grace's expression was very serious: "You are not allowed to call me a little fool."

"Why?"

"My brother said that anyone who calls me that is a bad person, a particularly, particularly bad person."

Vincent said with amusement, "That brother of yours is the worst, worst, worst person in the world."

Grace sniffed, almost without warning, tears slipped from her eyes, her eyes and nose red, as if aggrieved and sad to the extreme.

Vincent sat down a bit, he adjusted his sitting position: "Eh, how do you say cry."

Grace ignored him and cried even more, knowing full well that she was beginning to whimper.

The first class passengers heard the sound and looked over, some whispering about it.

Vincent lived these thirty years, have not been so embarrassed, he picked up the tissue on the table and handed it to her: "You do not cry, as if I bully you, what I said was also the truth...... forget it, I am with you a little fool what is the strength, your brother is the best, your brother is The world's best, the most kind-hearted people, all right?" Grace wiped her tears: "You're bad, I don't want to talk to you."

Vincent placed the tissue on the small tabletop in front of her, "OK, I'm the bad guy, I'm whatever, as long as you don't cry."

Gradually, Grace stopped sobbing, but she could still tell she was upset.

But Vincent did notice that what made her sad was also the pile of food in front of her that she had to pay for in her opinion.

He said, "Go ahead and eat, I'll pay for you."

Grace did not respond, with a big sense of him being a liar.

Vincent would have liked to pull out a hundred dollars and put it on her table so she could eat it with confidence, but he felt all over his body and actually only found five dollars.

I don't know when and how the five dollars got into his pocket.

Grace heard his side of the movement, finally turned his head, saw him pondering over five dollars, finally remembered something, from his own carry small bag pulled out a few sheets of money. There was a hundred in there and a fifty.

This is the bag Stella gave her after she got lost, with Stella's contact number inside.

Grace looked at the pieces of money in her hand and seemed to be thinking about how much she should pay for the meal.

She thought for a long time, put the fifty, pressed it under her dinner plate and started to eat it.

Vincent looked up at her, the teardrops on his face were not yet dry, but he was eating happily.

This is not properly with children.

Vincent's first thought was to tell Stella off, but when he thought of how he had made her cry, he dismissed the idea with resentment.

An hour later, the plane landed at Riverside City Airport.

Vincent did not want to waste more time on this matter and without stopping, took Grace to Archer's lab.

In the laboratory, the three stood in a triangle, the silence unspoken.

Archer wanted to say something, "I know I'm a medical whiz, but this aspect of psychiatry, I haven't really dabbled in."

Vincent leaned back in the sofa: "Then I don't care, I have to task to bring her to you, now that my task is done, the rest is in your hands."

Archer rubbed his temples, "I'll take her for a preliminary examination first."

Vincent got up: "OK, then I'll go first......"

"Wait here, I have to go home at night and I can't take care of her."

Vincent: "..

......

It really has become a hot potato that cannot be thrown away.