True Fated Marriage (Grace and Heinz)

Chapter 106

Back at the president's office, at Jones Estate.

Heinz Jones exuded an aura that kept strangers away from him, as if he had come from hell. His stern

face was filled with a frightening deadliness.

Grace Smith stole a glance at him, and it was as if she was in the North Pole. She was instantly frozen

by his icy demeanour.

She didn't know what happened had during Heinz's meet-up with Jensen. Heinz didn't even look at her

when he came back, as if he had a great hatred for her.

She did not dare move, and could only lower her head.

For an hour, they both sat quietly in the president's office without uttering a word.

Even the air around them seemed to be filled with ice. Heinz did not even take a peek at her since he

returned. Sitting on his large chair, Heinz picked up a cigarette and started smoking. He didn't say a

word, completely ignoring Grace's existence.

Soon, it was lunch time.

Grace looked at her watch and thought, "He hasn't gone out yet. Doesn't he want to eat?"

She had not brought any biscuits today.

Heinz came back with a meal yesterday. Could it be that he was so angry that he did not feel like eating

today, and she had to suffer with him?

She would actually faint if she skipped a meal.

After a silent half an hour wait, it was twelve o'clock, but Heinz still had no intention to go out for lunch.

Grace stole a glance at him several times.

Finally, he suddenly put out the cigarette and got up to leave. Without looking at her, he went straight

outside.

The door slammed shut.

Grace was stunned.

What does this mean? She thought.

His attitude made her feel a little nervous and uncertain.

Grace did not dare go out. By two o'clock, she was so hungry that she was almost starving to death.

Then, Heinz returned.

After he came in, he still had the same icy temperament, and he still didn't say anything to her.

This was not the main point. The point was that he did not bring any food for her.

Grace looked at him again and again, but she still didn't see the lunch she was expecting, and Lester

had also disappeared.

Grace regretted so much. If she had known that he was so unpredictable, she would have brought

biscuits with her, at least she would not be so miserable.

After Heinz came back, he continued smoking, his visage completely hidden behind the white fumes. Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

Helpless, Grace had no choice but to continue working on her project.

She typed on the computer, but her hunger made her unable to concentrate. In fact, she had not eaten

when she left home in the morning and didn't sleep well all night.

The sudden shocking news about the holiday resort, and Jensen's involvement, had caused her mood

to be severely impacted.

Now she was dizzy, and she was craving for sweets. Perhaps her blood sugar was getting too low.

Her mind was getting more and more out of focus and she felt even dizzier. She had no choice but to

take a few gulps of water to ease her hunger.

However, it was far from enough. It made her even more hungry.

She put down the bottle and held on for two more hours.

What was shocking was that Heinz did not move at all in the past two hours. He just sat there and was

completely lost in thought.

Lester didn't come in either. What's wrong today?

Grace couldn't hold on any longer. She leaned against the chair and looked up at Heinz.

His eyebrows were still furrowed furiously. He took a deep drag on his cigarette and spit out a cloud of

smoke, covering his handsome face.

Grace pursed her lips.

Suddenly, he shouted, "Grace."

Grace was stunned. She looked up at him, and her eyes were full of doubts.

"Prepare your draft tomorrow. If you want to ask me any questions, I will answer them tomorrow. I will

end this interview project in advance." His tone was very brisk, cold and mechanical.

Grace pursed her lips and nodded. "Okay."

"Go to the window and take a picture of the view. Perhaps it will be useful when the time comes," He

snapped again.

Grace was stunned, but she obeyed, "Okay."

She bowed her head and took out the camera from her large bag. After she adjusted it, she felt

extremely dizzy, as if the room was spinning. She shook her head slightly, took a breath, and got up.

Fortunately, it was much better after she moved a little.

However, when she came to the large French windows, as soon as she saw the glaring sunlight from

the window, her eyes were instantly blinded.

The darkness in her eyes was persistent. She subconsciously looked back. In her blurred vision, she

couldn't make out Heinz's face behind her. She could only feel his icy hostility.

When she looked back, she felt even dizzier under the sunlight. She stumbled forward and completely

fell into darkness.

On the other side of the room, Heinz had just spat out a mouthful of smoke. When he heard a thud, he

instantly raised his head to look at Grace.

As soon as he looked at her, his expression changed dramatically.

He didn't dare look at her all this while. He was afraid that he would not be able to control himself, that

he would immediately grab her into the his private lounge and claim her as his woman.

He would ignore his friendship with Jensen, he would disregard their one-night-stand. Grace was one

of a kind to him.

However, he was still rational, he couldn't do that.

But what was going on now?

Why did Grace faint?

His face turned pale. He quickly threw the cigarette butt into the ashtray and ran to her. He bent down

to lift her up, only to see her pale and bloodless face.

"Grace?" He patted her cheeks.

Grace didn't give any reaction. Her face was still pale, and the situation seemed rather serious.

Only then did Heinz realize that she had really fainted.

He was extremely frustrated. He picked her up and shouted, "Lester, get the car."

Lester, who had been trembling with fear, heard the president's yell and hurried through the door. When

he saw the president holding Grace up, he was stunned.

"Pre... President, what's going on?"

"Prepare the car. Let's go to the nearest hospital," Heinz shouted angrily.

"Yes." He hurriedly ran out in a panic and went straight to the elevator.

Everyone was stunned. Seeing President Jones rushing to the elevator with Grace in his arms, it was

really a first. They had never seen him so anxious before!

This was not the calm and collected President Jones, who would not waver even if the world was

ending!

The elevator arrived soon. They went straight in and rushed downstairs.

Lester had already called the guards to drive the car over to the entrance of the building.

In the elevator, Heinz held on to Grace in his arms. He then realized that this woman was so light, she

was definitely less than 50 kilograms.

Heinz felt his heart hurting, it was as if he was hugging a bag of bones. He thought, "What the hell is

going on with this woman? Why did she faint so suddenly?"

At the hospital.

They finally arrived at the emergency room at the hospital after rushing wildly all the way.

Grace was sent to the emergency room for a checkup.

Heinz stood in front of the door, waiting.

Lester looked at Heinz's face and felt even more afraid. Heinz had been pulling a long face since he

returned from Hart Villa District in the morning. He seemed so unapproachable and now it was even

more so.

Lester didn't dare even come forward for the fear of being scolded.

Ten minutes later, the doctor came out and took off his mask.

"How's she?" Heinz took a step forward and asked eagerly.

The doctor said helplessly, "Due to her low blood sugar level, she's in shock. She has hypoglycemia."

Heinz was stunned, "hypoglycemia?"

He looked at Lester in confusion.

Lester was also puzzled.

Lester immediately realized what was going on. He looked at Heinz and whispered, "President, Miss

Smith didn't go for lunch at all, did she?"