Grace left

Davis's POV

I was fucking going crazy. For the past four days since that whore made that fucking announcement, I have not been able to see Grace nor have I been able to face her.

The one time I had gathered the courage to do so, she yelled at me, asking me to get the fuck off her door. She didn't even care to open up for me. I knew she was pained, but I was too.

It broke my heart the minute I saw that she had moved from my room. My Grace was upset with me, and I was so fucking upset with myself for giving Lydia the chance to do what she did. I would have silenced her if she wasn't Lord Nick's child.

I heard the sound of my door in my office open and I narrowed my eyes. I saw Vincent step in and his face twitched.

“You know you have to stop drinking and get yourself together, right?” Vincent asked as he walked around the office, picking up the empty bottles of different types of alcoholic drinks on the ground.

I dare not show this side of me to any one else other than Vincent that wa