True Fated Marriage (Grace and Heinz) novel Chapter 142

When the door opened, Heinz Jones saw her in a large white bathrobe.

Grace Smith stood at the door. The white bathrobe was very long as it was originally his. Her whole body was wrapped in the bathrobe, only her feet were exposed.

Her feet were small and white. Even her toes were small and cute. Each of them was as round as a pearl.

Heinz's eyes tighten when Grace step on the ground. He realized that there were no shoes for her.

There was no suitable slippers in his bathroom.

Heinz looked up and met her face.

At this time, Grace's face was blushing and her lips had been bitten into a mess, but her eyes were clear.

It seemed that the effect of the drug had been controlled.

Seeing Heinz at the door, Grace paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "Mr. Jones, I'm fine now. Thank you for saving me."

In any case, without this man, she would not have escaped easily today.

Her gratitude towards him was beyond words.

Heinz frowned and narrowed his eyes.

She would rather bite her lips than ask him for help after suffering so much.

Heinz wanted her to think about it carefully. But the result was not what he wanted.

His eyes flickered violently several times. He looked at her and said, "Are you sure you're fine?"

His voice was very hoarse, deep and charming, and it sounded so sexy.

Taking a deep breath, Grace nodded and said, "Yes, I'm okay now."

She overcame it, and the cold water brought away the heat and brought back the rationality in her.

Right now, she felt very calm.

In the face of Heinz's sceptical eyes, she smiled slightly and said, "I'm really fine now."

Heinz nodded, a trace of disappointment flashing across his heart. "It's good that you're fine now. Take a rest. Your clothes will be returned to you later." "I'll sort it out. You can go," She smiled and turned back to the bathroom.

Looking at her slender back wrapped in the huge bathrobe, Heinz felt a little sad.

"I'll let the servants clean up later," he ordered in a deep voice.

"No, my undergarments are in here. I better clean up myself," Grace said without looking back.

Heinz paused, and there was a hint of anger in his eyes.

Suddenly, he strode toward the bathroom and stood behind her in a flash.

When Grace put away her clothes, Heinz was already in front of her.

She was shocked, and her clothes fell off her hand and fell on the floor again.

He grabbed her hands. The next second, he held her arms and put her on the table beside the sink.

Grace sat on the table and looked up subconsciously.

Heinz stood in front of her with a gloomy face. He held her chin with his big hand and lifted her up with obvious anger in his eyes.

Was he angry?

Grace was stunned. "Mr. Jones, you-"

"I've told you that I will ask the servants to clean it up. You can rest now," he said in a deep voice, with great anger.

Grace was stunned. Feeling Heinz's anger, she pursed her lips.

When Heinz saw her pursing her lips again, which were already torn apart, he was even more annoyed.

He put more strength into his fingers and said angrily, "You are always disobedient. You have suffered once, but you don't know how to cherish your future. I've stopped you from cleaning but you still wanted to do so. Do you like to go against my words?"

Grace fell silent.

Go against him?

She didn't mean that. She just felt that he was already in trouble because of her. She did not want to bother him more. Not to mention her underwear was in there too. She hoped that she could clean it up herself.