True Fated Marriage (Grace and Heinz)

Chapter 162

"Bang-"

Nurse Remi was so overwhelmed that she couldn't even walk steadily and bumped into the door.

She turned her head quickly and her face was flushed. She glanced at Heinz Jones and disappeared in

a flash.

"Hey beautiful, did you hurt yourself?" Grace Smith jumped out of bed and ran to the door. She stood at

the corridor and shouted, "Nurse Remi, do you want me to help you blow on the wound? Did it hurt just

now?"

Remi Walter quickly ran to the nurse station as if there was a ghost was chasing after her.

Grace stood at the door with a hint of mischief in her eyes.

Humph.

She wasn't going to sit still and let the nurse continue torturing and play pranks on her.

Desperate situation calls for desperate measures.

She stood at the door for a good minute. Seeing that Nurse Remi left and didn't intend to return

anytime soon, she turned around and knocked into a firm tall figure. Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

"Ah —" She massaged her head, and there was a familiar masculine scent.

A husky voice started, "If you need comfort, I can

give it to you."

Grace's heart skipped a beat, and the corner of her mouth twitched. She looked at him and said coldly,

"No, Mr. Jones, I need women. You are a rough old man. You are not gentle."

Heinz narrowed his eyes and sneered, "She can't give you the tenderness that you want."

What he meant was that he was the only one who could do that for her.

Grace did not even flinch. She looked into his dark eyes and muttered, "Mr. Jones, Nurse Remi has big

bosoms. Do you have them?"

Heinz's eyebrows furrowed, an impulse to strangle her surged again.

Grace snorted and gave him a cold look. "Besides, I'm looking for Nurse Remi for the comfort from the

same sex. Are you a woman?"

"You slept with a man yesterday, but today you want to sleep with a woman?"

"Yes." Grace confessed. She looked at Heinz and asked in a deep voice, "If you can sleep with a

woman, then why can't I?"

Heinz snorted, "How dare you!"

"Why wouldn't I dare?" She glanced at him, and her eyes filled with apprehension. "Attention-seeker!"

If it weren't for him, she wouldn't have to been pricked by the needle twice.

He was the reason these things happened to her.

"Attention- seeker?" He frowned, "Who are you talking about?"

Grace glanced at him and said, "Who else is here besides you?"

Heinz frowned and looked at her deeply. Suddenly, he smiled and said, "Oh, so you're jealous."

"Who's jealous?" Grace stepped inside angrily.

"If you're not jealous, why do you care so much that I attract the attention of other women? I didn't even

entertain them, so why are you making a big fuss about it?"

He stepped in behind Grace and closed the door. With a swift movement, he turned the lock and hung

the 'Do Not Disturb' sign. He then walked towards Grace.

"Why did you close the door?" Grace questioned his actions.

"Of course I'm doing that to comfort your loneliness. Otherwise, what did you think I was going to do?"

"I'm sick." Grace's face turned red.

Is he really going to treat me this way when I'm sick?

Animal.

"Do men only think of that one thing?"

"The best way to treat a cold is to sweat it all out, and then cover yourself with a blanket to sleep. Don't

take a bath and expose yourself to the chilly wind." "You, you, you have the nerve to say that. If it

weren't for you, I wouldn't have caught a cold now would I?" She was so angry that she wanted to kick

him.

"Last night was really unforgettable." He said in a low voice, "I have never done so many crazy and

irrational things in my life. And I don't regret it."

He treasured the beautiful and happy experience.

"Heinz, I already have my eyes on Nurse Remi." Grace huffed, "I got sick till the point I had to be

warded and I had just gotten an injection. And yet you're already teasing me like this. Are you still a

man?"

She was really displeased.

"You should already know whether I'm a man or not yesterday, am I right?" He walked over to her.

"Don't you come over!"

"Ah." The man snorted and said, "Don't worry. Even if you like her, it won't stop me from comforting

you."

"Heinz, you're crossing a line here aren't you?" She was so angry that her face turned red.

Heinz looked at sharply. He didn't like the way she talked to the nurse just now - it made him very

uncomfortable.

"Crossing a line?" He said slowly and raised his voice, "I'm not sure I know who's the one who crossed

the line here."

She came out with the lie that she liked women to make her days in the hospital a little less like hell,

but she definitely wasn't expecting this. She really did everything she could.

"Of course you were the one who crossed the line." Grace flashed to the side and continued before he

could say anything else, "Hurry up and do your work. I want to rest on my own."

"What a coincidence." His eyes locked on her deeply. He turned around and approached her again. "I

want to rest too, we can do it together."

Grace's cheeks were already red, blushing wildly to her ears and neck.

His scent lingered in the room - the light smell of tobacco mixed with his masculine cologne.

She felt a wave of confusion in her heart. The man raised his head and slowly approached her.

His parted thin lips were just a few centimeters away from her.

She was frightened and shouted, "You can't do this.

I have a cold now, and it might spread to you."

Heinz's husky voice muttered softly, "I'm not afraid. My immune system is pretty good, so don't you

worry about spreading it to me." "Why you-"

"He is so infuriating."

He approached her once more, his scent intoxicating as if he was surrounded by the warmth of spring.

When he was about to touch her, Grace quickly reached out and covered his mouth.

"Heinz, shut up," Grace said seriously.

She wasn't going to let herself get taken advantage of when she wasn't thinking clearly. She had

already caught a cold, and she was not going to allow him to treat her like that again.

Heinz tried to move closer but was denied by her firm hand on his lips.

With a mischievous glint in his eyes, he suddenly stuck his tongue out.

Grace was so surprised that she quickly withdrew her hand.

"What are you doing! No!" She yelled.

Heinz's eyes were filled with mischief. He stared at Grace for a moment and said slowly, "Grace, don't

mess with me again. Be a good girl."

Grace's eyes widened.

"in the bathroom or on the hospital bed. Choose one."

What kind of tone was that?

Grace found the whole situation ridiculous - she didn't know how or what to answer.

He sounded as though he was a king commanding his servants.

Everything and everyone was supposed to be at his mercy.

How could someone be so self-righteous? He knew that she was already ill - surely she can't be

expected to yield to his words.

His words were so infuriating.

She clicked her tongue in displease. "I am not going to choose. Leave. I don't want to see you."

She was really very angry.

"I am not leaving," he replied.

"Over my dead body. I would rather die than have you do this to me." Her voice was firm and

determined. She was not going to sleep with him again.

"Well, since you want to die, I'll grant your wish."

"What are you doing?" She shouted in a panic.

Heinz said, 'TH let you know the taste of death!"