True Fated Marriage (Grace and Heinz)

Chapter 104

"I'm not unhappy." Grace Smith looked at Heinz Jones and said, "I'm just as usual. You seem strange

instead. Why would you think I'm unhappy?"

"You're pulling such a long face, how could you be happy?" He was not blind, it was not hard to tell at

all.

"I think I'm still in quite a good mood," Grace said stubbornly. "Heinz, how about you just go and do

your work?"

"Grace." Heinz narrowed his eyes. "You seem to have forgotten something."

Grace was stunned for a moment, then she immediately understood what Heinz was referring to. She

said softly, "Heinz, please let go of that bet. I admit defeat." For a moment, Heinz's heart seemed to be

stung by something sharp. He frowned and felt that Grace seemed to have changed into another

person overnight.

She was indifferent to him now.

Heinz stared deeply at the woman in front of him, and his heart was full of doubts, he could not grasp

her attention when he looked at her. She seemed to be looking at him, but she also looked

absentminded.

This made Heinz very agitated and displeased. He tightened his handsome face and asked in a deep

voice, "You admit defeat?"

"Yes." Grace nodded. "I admit defeat."

"So that would mean I can't get my winnings?" He pressed on.

Grace saw Heinz's face turning cold, and her heart skipped a beat. She felt a little upset. However, she

still nodded and said, "Yes."

She had thought that Heinz would be angry and would say something terrible to her, but he didn't.

He just gave her a cold look and sneered. "Ha."

Then, he turned around and left.

Grace looked at him as he turned around and walked to his seat in a lazy yet elegant stride. She

paused for a moment and sat down. Then, she took out her laptop and turned it on. Throughout, she

was quiet and didn't say anything.

After Heinz returned to his large armchair and sat down, he looked up and saw that Grace looked

extremely calm, as if nothing had happened. His gaze became freezing cold.

Looking at her nonchalant behavior, he then began to boil with anger. It seemed like he wanted to

swallow her alive.

While Grace held her head low, she felt a pair of fiery eyes glaring at her. She pursed her lips and

continued to do her work.

The coldness in Heinz's eyes grew. He sneered in anger, and then slapped the document in his hand

onto his mahogany table.

He uncapped a fountain pen and gripped it tightly. The sharp nib of the pen sank directly into the paper

and pierced through the paper.

Grace was nonplussed, she looked up to steal a glance at Heinz.

However, the moment she raised her head, she met Heinz's eyes directly and was caught by a piercing

look.

She bowed her head in guilt, and continued with her work.

Heinz narrowed his eyes and threw the pen on the table with a loud noise. He stood up quickly and

walked toward Grace. Soon, he was in front of her.

A shadow came down in front of her, with an extreme sense of oppression.

Grace's heart seemed to wind up, it was so tight, almost suffocating her.

She took a deep breath, raised her eyes, and looked at Heinz's sharp gaze. There was a kind of

ruthless and unruly malice in his eyes. He reached out to grab Grace's shoulders and his strength was

so strong that he almost crushed her.

"Ah—" She was so scared that she screamed, "What are you doing?"

"You may admit defeat, but I don't agree." He sneered and said, "You should understand the principles

of a bet, if you are willing to participate, you have to bear the consequences if you lose."

Grace widened her eyes and said, "Heinz, you..."

She was frightened.

It was only nine in the morning and the bright sun was shining in from the window majestically, but it

didn't reduce the forbidding darkness of the man standing before her.

Grace was really scared. In the face of his malicious gaze, the blood in her was frozen and her

previous indifference turned into fear at this moment.

"Three minutes, you choose," Heinz said in a cold voice, "We can kiss or we can do it."

Grace was nonplussed, but she asked doubtfully, "Three minutes? Are you that quick?"

"You're still bargaining?" He snorted and said arrogantly, "Then we shall increase the duration by a NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

hundred times."

Grace was speechless instantly. A hundred times? Was he joking?

When she met his cold eyes that seemed to be blazing with anger, she felt very helpless. She was so

frightened that she had to consciously make a decision to walk out of her fearful shock.

"Heinz, can your body withstand three hundred minutes of intimate contact?" She asked daringly.

"Why do you care?" He refuted in a cold voice, "Are you underestimating my physical strength?"

"No." Grace sighed helplessly and said in a low voice, "I just think we haven't reached that point in our

relationship yet."

Heinz frowned and said, "That's right. We haven't reached that stage yet. Let's fulfill our wager first.

Well talk about other things later."

As he said, he grabbed her out of the chair and made her stand in front of him. He glanced at the

woman in front of him.

She lowered her eyes as she looked very tired. Her eyes were bloodshot, and she knew it.

Just overnight, there had been a huge difference in her temperament and attitude. Something must

have happened.

Grace glanced at him and said, "Up to you. You can do whatever you want. I won't resist. As you said, I

must bear the consequences if I'm willing to bet."

Heinz's frown deepened. He lifted her chin with his slender fingers and asked in a deep voice, "Did

Simon see you yesterday?"

Grace shook her head. "No."

"Then why do you look like you have been harassed or raped? What's wrong with you? You met a

hooligan and was taken advantage of by him?" His words were so harsh.

An indescribable strange feeling welled up in Grace's heart. She looked up at him and asked in a cold

voice, "If I were really taken advantage of by a hooligan, are you still going to pursue me?"

This was definitely not groundless.

This was also certainly not a casual question. Her words held gravity.

There was a deeper meaning to her words.

He narrowed his eyes, and more darkness appeared on his resolute and cold face. "Judging from your

look now, have you really been taken advantage of by others?"

Grace remained silent.

The father of her child, from six years ago, was still a mystery. This was enough to deter her from

stepping into another relationship.

Thinking of this, she still felt a little sad.

"If you were taken advantage of by others, you should look for Jensen." Heinz said in a low voice, "He

is a police officer. Report the case and let him investigate who the perpetrator was."

"Don't mention him!" She suddenly shouted in a sharp voice.

Her tone instantly made the atmosphere bubble with mystery.

For a moment, Heinz and Grace looked at each other and did not say anything.

However, there was a strange emotion flashing in each other's eyes.

After a long time, Grace came to her senses and said, "Don't trouble Officer Charm. It has nothing to

do with him."

"Nothing to do with him?" Heinz instantly sensed something unusual.

He took out his mobile phone, with thousands of questions in his mind.

However, before he could make the call, his phone rang.

He looked at the incoming call and found that it was from Jensen Charm.

Frowning, Heinz picked up the phone. "I was just about to call you, and then you called me!"