Chapter 34

As she was lost in thought, a coat with residual body warmth fell onto her shoulders. It carried a faint scent of sandalwood—Adrian's unique body fragrance. "You gave me your coat. Would you be okay?" She instinctively reached out and grabbed his sleeve. "If you die, the divorce proceedings will be difficult," he answered. As soon as he spoke, Grace released her grip on his sleeve. She thought he was concerned about her, but it turned out he was worried about the divorce formalities if she passed away. As he watched her hand release his sleeve, a hint of pain flashed in Adrian's gray eyes. That wasn't what he wanted to say, but he also knew that to make her accept his kindness, he had to use this approach. After all, she had said that all his concern was nothing but a disgusting case of self-delusion. A petite figure sat beside him, and the large coat was draped over them. He turned to face Grace's pure eyes. Was it an illusion? He seemed to see hurt in her gaze. "If you die