True Fated Marriage (Grace and Heinz)

Chapter 174

Looking at Grace Smith's stunned expression, Heinz Jones's thin lips were raised into a slight arc, and

his words were as sharp as a blade, easily cutting into people's nerves.

"Grace, judging from how you have reacted, I think that you are not sure whether you still have feelings

for Simon or not. I am a very simple person. If you want to be with him, just tell me directly."

Grace bit her lips so hard that she left deep teeth marks on it.

It almost bled.

"Weren't you just reminiscing about your beautiful memories with him? And you even flung yourself at

him. What did you take me for? Did last night mean nothing to you?"

"I didn't!" Grace shook her head. "I didn't fling myself at him!"

She was buried deeply in sadness.

"Then am I blind?" he retorted in a cold voice again.

Grace suddenly realized that he did not trust her at all.

She didn't have any thoughts about Simon Brown at all. Today, she-

Never mind.

She couldn't explain herself. It was only fair for him to be angry. She was just aggrieved that he didn't

believe her.

"What do you want?" Grace asked softly.

Seeing her attitude, Heinz frowned. "How about letting you go? Let you return to your ex-boyfriend?

Anyway, you've been together before. It's just like what you said, you've been separated in an

inexplicable way and it must be hard for you to forget the past."

Grace opened her eyes wide in astonishment.

Her eyes were full of shock upon hearing his insulting words. She couldn't believe that this man would

say such cruel words.

Grace stood there with her fists clenched and her nails sunk into her palms. It hurt, but she was numb

to the pain.

She was lost for words, and she helplessly lowered her head.

She was afraid that if she said another word, Heinz would think that she was crying.

"Hugging and crying with your old lover. What a moving relationship. You must be filled with regret all

this time," Heinz said mockingly.

It turned out that her crying had become the reason that he was taunting her.

Grace laughed at herself.

"Ha!"

Heinz frowned.

Grace raised the corner of her mouth and forced a smile. "You're right. Maybe I just can't forget Simon.

I just like him."

Since he didn't believe her, her explanation would amount to nothing.

Why not just let things go his way then?

Heinz's eyes started to tremble violently, his anger boiling inside him.

He pursed his thin lips and his piercing words came out from them, "You finally admit it. Haha. You

slept with me even though you still love your brother-in-law. You are really not a good woman."

Grace shivered at his cold words. She looked up at his dark eyes, the shock in her eyes was

indescribable.

"Haha," Grace laughed at herself again.

Heinz got even angrier. He felt that Grace was mocking him. He stood at the door, tall and straight, and

his face was cold as ice.

"You gave your first time to Simon, didn't you?" He said coldly again, "Even if you don't admit it, it is still

an indisputable fact that you are not a pure and clean girl."

How could he say that?

It turned out that he cared that her first time wasn't with him.

Grace shuddered as her heart tightened. Her throat went dry.

She cleared her throat and uttered word by word, "Do you care about my first time that much?"

Heinz stiffened and he shouted exasperatedly, "So you admit that you gave it to Simon. You lied to me

all the while."

"So you really think so." Grace chuckled and said bitterly, "No, I didn't give my first time to Simon.

There is nothing between us. I gave my first time to a b*stard instead."

Yes, Heinz was the b*stard.

Heinz was stunned. He looked up at her eyes and saw the fire in her eyes.

Her anger turned into contempt.

She smiled gently and said coldly, "Heinz, you are a jerk."

Heinz fumed at her insults. He spared no time to understand the meaning within Grace's words. It was

her fault for having such a blurred and complicated relationship with Simon, but yet she still hurled

insults at him.

Heinz reached out his hand and grabbed Grace towards him. He lowered his head and shut her mouth

with his lips to prevent her from spouting more hurtful words.

He was obviously warning her.

Grace didn't struggle and stood numbly in his arms. She did not move at all.

Initially annoyed, Heinz became even more upset when Grace refused to reciprocate and stood there

motionlessly like a puppet.

His breath was so heavy that it was spraying all over her face. With anger and a murderous look, he

said, "Grace, are you pretending to be dead?"

Grace still didn't say anything, and her eyes were dim.

"You cried in front of your old lover, threw yourself into his arms, but you are so numb in front of me. It

is true that only your old lover will move you?"

Grace felt uncomfortable hearing that, but she still did not respond.

It was only when she felt that someone had bitten her neck that she inhaled sharply in pain.

Heinz had let her go at this point. He then stood up straight and looked down at her.

Their heavy breaths were still lingering around, and his eyes were cold.

Grace stepped back and stood upright. She looked up at him and said, "You don't trust me. You don't

trust me from the bottom of your heart."

He stared at her with his deep cold eyes and said, "I decide to break my promise about the flower

field."

Grace suddenly froze and widened her eyes. "You, you want to continue to develop it?"

"Yes."

"But you promised me," Grace exclaimed with her eyes full of sorrow. "How can you not keep your

words?"

Heinz replied indifferently, "The reason why you care so much about that flower field is because of the

memory between you and your old lover, isn't it?"

"Enough." Grace bit her lip, "You don't have to say it. I know what kind of person you are now. I have

misjudged you."

After that, she went back to her bed.

Heinz thinned his lips and said no more. He turned around, and left.

Grace didn't say a word.

She sat in the ward for half an hour before she finally decided to leave the hospital.

She was already getting better. Maybe it was just a cold fever. Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

Immediately, she changed her clothes and didn't take anything else but the things she brought with her

and left the room.

When she just arrived at the nurse station, she saw Remi Walters there. When Remi noticed her, her

eyes widened slightly and then she lowered her head.

Grace said lightly, "I want to be discharged."

Remi was stunned and immediately sneered," Since you are not sick, it's only right if you get

discharged. You just came here to spend a night with Mr Jones. How shameless."

Grace paused for a moment. "What did you say?"

"There wasn't any problem with your body at all. What kind of illness did you have? You just had a

cold," Remi said shamelessly.

Grace was dumbfounded.

She didn't expect that there was indeed a trap.

How could Heinz lie to her like this in order to sleep with her?

She frowned and said coldly, "Get me discharged."

Remi quickly said, "I need to ask the director to sign for the procedures."

"Then do it."

"Why do you need the signature? You can just leave if you are not ill." Remi sneered and said with

disdain, "Why do you have to be so pretentious?"

Grace gritted her teeth, turned around and left.

As soon as she arrived at the lift, she heard someone calling her.

"Grace."