Chapter 101: Sleeping Together

It was right here, in this very spot!

It was where security guard Thorne had attempted to rape her, almost succeeding!

And it was also here that her foolish son, John, had protected her, bravely fighting with Thorne and even getting pushed into the corner by him, hitting his head on the wall and almost not waking up again.

Looking at the bathroom floor, memories flooded Grace's mind like a movie. Her heart, once cold from being betrayed by her husband's infidelity, finally began to warm up a little.

God is fair. When he closes a door for you, he will surely open a window.

Grace was like that. She was hurt by her old classmates and her husband, both of whom she had trusted unconditionally. But they used the harsh reality to hurt her, like a sharp knife stabbing her all over, leaving her bruised and battered.

But even so, when that door was closed, a window was opened for Grace.

That window was John! When everyone else hurt her, John stood up and fought to protect her!

The heart, full of holes and imprisoned in a dark dungeon, finally welcomed the last ray of light that illuminated the darkness.

Grace's hand couldn't help but touch the bathroom wall tiles right here. It was in this spot that John had hit his head, and the crisp sound of his skull hitting the tiles was still clearly in Grace's mind.

At this moment, Grace could no longer bear it. She slowly squatted down in the corner, one hand touching the smooth, cold bathroom wall while looking up at the ceiling. Tears flowed down her fair cheeks once again.

She leaned against the wall and slowly sat down in the bathroom.

Mark, who was far away in a foreign country, didn't care about Grace at all. On the night Grace came home, he had already slept with Dr. Maya. Without Grace, the two of them were like elementary school students out of the teacher's control, indulging themselves wildly.

Grace, on the other hand, was reliving the recent discomfort, sadness, disappointment, and despair, and focusing even more on her adopted son John, with whom she had no blood relation.

The day passed, and by afternoon, Grace had pulled herself together and went to the market early to buy a lot of ingredients that John loved. When John came home from school and opened the door, a table full of delicious food was already on the table, emitting an inviting aroma and color, presented right in front of John.

"Mom, did you make all of this?"

John's face was full of shock. He never expected that Grace would make so many delicious dishes for him.

There were six dishes, one soup, and dessert after the meal, everything was available.

Whether it was the color or the quantity, just one glance was enough to make anyone's appetite open wide.

Looking at the full table of food, John rubbed his hands happily, and his mouthwatering was almost flowing out.

"Go wash your hands first, and then eat!"

Grace, wearing an apron, laughed at John's greedy look.

The two of them talked and laughed, as warm as a real mother and son.

After the meal, John went back to his room early to review his lessons.

Grace, on the other hand, washed the pots and pans, took a shower, and went to bed.

Neither of them disturbed each other.

It was almost eleven o'clock at night when Grace, tossing and turning, got up from bed again. She sat on the edge of the bed, wearing a deep "V" - necked nightgown. Her bright eyes still shone with wisdom as before. Her two snow - white legs were placed on the edge of the bed, staring straight ahead, that is, the door of the bedroom shared by Mark and Grace.

On the other side, John, who had finished studying, also put away the small table. He should have turned off the light and gone to sleep directly.

But the moment he got up, his eyes caught sight of his bedroom door, and John was stunned on the spot, sitting half - way on the bed and staring at the room entrance.

If there were surveillance in the room at this moment, it would not be difficult to see that both Grace and John were keeping the same posture, as if staring at each other through the room door.

However, one room was lit, while the other was in darkness.

After staring for a long time, John slowly got up from the bed. He quietly lifted the quilt, got out of bed, and slowly walked to his bedroom door.

It was originally thought that he was getting up to use the restroom.

But who would have thought that John did not do so. On the contrary, he slowly squatted down, put his ear to the door, and listened carefully to the outside noise.

His cautious appearance was as if he were a burglar who had entered the door, afraid of making the slightest noise and being discovered by the house owner.

Pressing his ear to the door and holding his breath, John listened quietly for a long time.

But outside the door, there was not a sound.

Just as John was about to give up, there was a click, and a faint sound of a door opening came from Grace's big bedroom across the hall.

John couldn't hear clearly.

But this faint sound still made John return to bed in an instant, cover himself with the quilt, and pretend to be ready to sleep.

He himself didn't know what was going on, only that he was very eager for Grace to come over, just like yesterday, to sleep by his side and sleep with him.

The second John lay down on the bed, his room was pushed open from the outside.

"Mom..."

Seeing the person who came in, John was stunned all over, feeling a bright light in front of his eyes, as if the whole world had suddenly become bright.

Grace, dressed in a pink robe, pushed the door open and walked in from outside. The room light shone on her, like a pure fairy wearing a veil.

Her exquisite and beautiful figure was more prominent under the thin nightgown, especially her proud breasts, presenting an "S" - shaped curve. Her long hair flowed down to her shoulders, her cheeks were slightly flushed, and she held a pillow in her arms. The moment she entered the door, her eyes were fixed on John lying on the bed.

"Son, can Mom sleep with you tonight?"

Grace looked at John, and she seemed very cautious when she said this.

"Sure!"

In fact, John had been eager for Grace to come over. He didn't know what was going on either. Ever since he had slept with Grace under the same quilt last night, John had been more and more looking forward to sleeping with her.

And when Grace came in with a pillow just like last night, John was so delighted that he almost jumped out of bed. He quickly moved to the side to make room for her.

"Mom, come in!"

John lifted the corner of the quilt and looked at Grace eagerly.

Grace brushed the long hair from the corner of her hair to the back of her ear, smiled, and got into John's quilt...

Once again, John and Grace slept together!