Try Begging

Episode 210

The man walked over to her, raising his hand to indicate that he was going to touch the gramophone. Grace turned her head forward again and put a cherry in her mouth. She kept her expression hard and smiled inside as the man circled the bar and took a bottle of brandy and a crystal glass from the wall shelf facing her.

That man had come to negotiate or persuade. In order not to fall for his clever tricks, I needed to seize the initiative in advance. So I brought up the topic that seemed the most disadvantageous to that man, and his spirit was instantly dampened.

The lion's teeth fell out in three years. Believe it or not, Grace never missed a chance to stand on top of that man's head.

"So what will you be interrogating today, Captain?"

"Grace, I..."

"Oh my, hearing my name in the captain's voice. It's already torture."

The man, who was trying to say something to her with a serious face, made a troubled face at her twisted attitude and closed his mouth.

"there is."

When the man offered her a brandy, Grace replied curtly, stirring her tall glass with a muddler. The man sat down next to her, placed a crystal glass filled with ice and brandy on the bar, and reached into the inside of his charcoal-gray suit jacket.

"Ellie hates the smell of cigarettes."

As she came out empty-handed, Grace laughed inside again.

You're a lot weaker than you used to be, Leon Winston.

From then on, Grace just hummed along to jazz melodies, her chin resting on her hand, and stirred the inside of her glass with a muddler. Occasionally, she could be heard exhaling slowly.

Only when the ice in the brandy glass began to melt and clank did Grace look up. The man did not drink or speak. He was staring straight ahead with his chin resting on his hand, so Grace followed his gaze and met his eyes.

The man was still looking at her reflection in the mirror on the wall. It was the same look in his eyes as he had watched Ellie play with her dolls earlier.

"It's pretty."

Leon's gaze changed the moment the woman in the mirror glared at him with provocative eyes. He took a deep breath and muttered as he exhaled.

"Blonde hair suits you well too."

And even those bright red lips.

"Looking at it this way, don't we look alike?"

Leon suppressed his inappropriate thoughts and changed the subject to something insignificant. The desire he had thought to be dead was awakened as soon as he met Grace again.

"I wanted to see you die...."

Do you think we're the lovers we broke up with? Grace kept glaring at the mirror, but the man suddenly turned his head towards her.

"You probably didn't miss me very much."

Grace also turned her head towards the man. She was about to look him in the eye and say, "You know me, right?"

"Because you must have seen it every day."

Grace glared at the man who had the same smile as her daughter.

"So, how have you been?"

He said this again. As if they were lovers meeting again after a long time. She didn't answer and just raised her glass.

"I haven't been doing well."

The man answered a question that wasn't asked. The man who met his eyes in the mirror smiled bitterly. But soon the smile faded.