Chapter 237 A Mean but Calm Boss

"Good, call the police. I want to see whether the police would bother to interfere in the domestic
affairs." He, too, was irritated and looked deeply at the woman in front of him. Since they couldn’t go
back, then he must try everything to bind her to him. He... just wanted to see her every day.

Caden did not realize that his love had turned to humble beg.

Kern jumped to his feet, grabbed the woman's arm and shoved the man away hard. "Let go of her,
you're so selfish! Didn’t you hear her! Grace doesn't want to go with you and she doesn’t want to see
you again! Is shamelessness your style?”

Caden was pushed out of the way, and no one expected that the man, who was just as fierce as a wolf,
would fall down so easily.

Ingemar looked sullen. He rushed forward with a vigorous step, and lifted Caden from the floor.
"Caden, are you all right?" After a few shouts, Ingemar's face changed. "Caden? Caden? Caden??"

Ingemar had a bad feeling in his heart. He slowly reached out his hand, which was holding the back of
Caden’s head. The hands were red and the wet blood was running down. “What is it?"

He looked dully at the blood in his hand and Caden’s head, and for a moment he didn’t know what to
do.

Kern sensed something was wrong and was about to approach when a gust of wind flashed and Ladd
sprang out of the lobby. "Boss? Boss?"

Confused and bewildered by all this, Grace didn’t expect this to happen when Caden fell to the ground.
A touch of confusion and anxiety flashed by her eyes. She didn’t believe that this man would fall down
so easily.



She widened her eyes and stared at the mess and still hesitated to believe it. "Mr. Shaw, stop
pretending. How could you fall down in one push? Don't be kidding." She just didn't believe that a man
as fierce as a wolf would be pushed down in the blink of an eye.

A thought flashed through her mind as she looked at the man surrounded by Ingemar and Ladd. A look
of contempt and disgust appeared in her eyes.

Ingemar heard her words and looked over at her in disbelief. “Caden is already injured! What sarcastic
remarks are you making there?"

He could not believe that such heartless words would be coming from Grace, and the one she was
sneering was Caden!

After listening to Ingemar’s words, Grace did not pay attention to him, but she became more and more
impatient. She only stared coldly at the man on the ground and said, "Is a new trick this time? Oh, I
don't know when Mr. Shaw also learn this boring trick. But I wouldn't believe it. So... why go to all the
trouble of playing dead?"

Ingemar gasped and glared at her, "Grace! Is that what you're saying! He is acting? Is he acting?”
pointing at the blood, he questioned Grace.

"It's also hard for Mr. Shaw to act so realistically. He actually hit his head on the concrete floor, and it
bleeds." Her words became meaner, even offensive.

Ingemar clenched his teeth, raised his hand fiercely, and pointing at the woman opposite, shaking with
anger. “Are you blind? Can you act like this?! Caden actually fainted! Hurry to find the first-aid
medicine. I want to stop the bleeding and see a doctor as soon as possible!"

When no one moved, Ingemar jumped to his feet and strode over to Carol, his face fuming and yelling,
"First aid kit!"



Carol was shocked by Ingemar. Three seconds later, she cried out and tears came to her eyes. "I... I'll
get it."

Grace's face was dark. When Ingemar turned his head, her face was somberly tense. "After you stop
the bleeding, please take your friend away. You are not welcome here.”

"You!" Ingemar looked at the woman as like looking at a stranger. "You've changed, I don't know you
anymore, Grace."

Perhaps, it was this sentence that stimulated Grace, and her original calm face was suddenly lit, her
eyes, like the dead water, were sharp and fierce!

"What do you want from me? What do you want from me! What else can I do? Mr. Shaw's tricks, one
after another, scared came one after another. It has scared me. I have run away, and hid from him! But
he!"

She flung up her hand and pointed fiercely at the man Ladd was guarding. Her eyes touched the bright
red color, and for a moment her heart ached and it hurt worse than her own.

She grasped, ‘Grace, Grace, do you still want to fall into the pit? Hadn't you had enough of his tricks
yet? Are you going to make the same mistake again?’

She took a deep breath to control the pain, and told herself again and again that that person, she didn’t
love anymore.

She said with all the courage, "But he sill won't let me go! Those methods are no longer of use to me,
pretending to be dead, weak, faint, and wounded? Don't tell me that you don't know what Mr. Shaw is.
I've never seen anyone who could knock Mr. Shaw down." She did not believe it, and took a slight
glance at him.”



"I'm afraid this is another new trick, isn't it? Ingemar, if you were me... What are you going to do! Throw
yourself into the trap, repeat the same mistake, and continue to live in infinite fear and his hatred! I
don't want it! I'm afraid! Can't I leave it? Can't I?! Do I lose the right to regret?"

Carol rushed over with her medical kit, but stopped on the steps.

She paused, blinking her large, innocent eyes, frightened, and looked at her boss with a strange look.

Later, many years later did Carol understand that the three years of calmness was not calm at all. She
would take out her bamboo chair every day under the eave’s gallery, basked in a day the sun, listening
to the flowers, and covering the hidden sadness in the bottom of her heart. But one day, the man who
could set off a storm had finally appeared, so... The storm burst out on that day.

Because it was that particular person, the storm burst and the mask of calm on the calm boss's face
cracked.

And now Carol was staring at her strange boss, blinking, and her heart was fluttering... "Boss, doctor,
medicine cabinet."

Ingemar glanced across at Grace and, without answering Carol first, reached out and took Carol's
medical kit from the side.

Ladd took off his clothes to stop the bleeding, but after all, it was not good as medical gauze and
cotton. Ingemar stopped Caden's bleeding immediately.

He did it quickly, and temporarily stopped the bleeding for Caden, "Give me a hand.” he said to Ladd to
the side.

With one on each side, the man in the middle lay his arm on his shoulder. Then he stood up, coldly
said, "Ladd, let's go."



After two steps, Ingemar suddenly stopped and turned his back to the woman behind him,

“Grace, how do you conclude that being pushed doesn't make him fall, or wouldn’t hit his head on the
ground, so he's just faking death, fainting, and pretending being hurt? How do you come to this
conclusion? Just because he's Caden, right?"

"Caden is just a normal person," he said as he and Ladd stepped outside. "Caden would get hurt, lose,
and repent. Caden isn't as strong as you thought."

After the three tottering figures left, the woman, with a pale face and lips, never uttered a word. She
failed to say anything.

Kern clenched his fists... He didn't want to admit the fact that he had lost.

But why!

Anger had blinded him.


62fb1bb41dcb31934bd49bda