"So you think you're her godfather? Giving her money just like that?" Jensen asked again.
Heinz said, "Can't you speak properly?"
"You are neither her father nor her godfather. Then who do you think you are? Why is she obligated to accept your money?" Jensen said.
Heinz frowned impatiently.
"Look, you're not anything that I've mentioned, and certainly not Grace's man now. There's only one possibility left, which is, you are Grace's child's father," Jensen said in a persuasive manner.
"How could it be possible?" Heinz denied it sternly.
Jensen rolled his eyes.
It was all on Heinz now. Jensen had already gone all out and spilled the beans. But Heinz still didn't get the idea.
This was really frustrating.
Heinz said, "I'll never be the child's father."
Jensen rolled his eyes again and said, "What I meant was it's different if you're her child's father. It was just an insult to her if you give her money right after you've broken up with her."
Heinz instantly fell silent.
Jensen smirked at his silence and said, "It's always about money with you. You adopted Ernest and hired a butler for him. He lived in an independent
villa, you got him a private tutor, a nutritionist, and a nanny. You have put everything in order for him, but you've failed to give him a father's love."
Heinz closed his eyes and fell into deep thought.
Jensen continued, "You've always measured everything with money. Have you ever considered the person's feelings?"
Slowly, Heinz lifted his gaze and met Jensen's eyes.
He wasn't averting it this time.
Jensen knew that Heinz actually listened to what he had to say.
That was the friend whom he had known all his life.
He understood Heinz too well.
He was just too arrogant. Otherwise, he was a decent man.
"I couldn't turn a blind eye to this," Heinz said. "I just can't."
After all, the child's father was another man. He could accept the fact that Grace was not a virgin, but he absolutely could not bring himself to take care of somebody else's child.
Every time he thought about it, he felt extremely agitated and jealous.
His woman could only give birth to his own biological child, not another man's. Heinz could not accept it.
Jensen looked at him quietly with a smile on his face said, "Hey, but she doesn't want to talk to you anymore. So it's not up to you to accept her or not." The veins on Heinz's forehead could be seen throbbing, it seemed that he was forbearing himself.
Yes, she hated him.
He couldn't seem to resign to the fact that Grace despised him.
"Heinz, be honest with me. You can't let it go, can you?"Jensen asked with a smirk.
Heinz looked like he was struggling for a moment, but he quickly said, "No."
"Pooh!" Jensen was laughing. "Don't try to lie to me. I know you too well."
Heinz glanced at him and took a deep drag of his cigarette, the cigarette smoke almost blocking his face.
"Well, I don't really care whether you're saying the truth. But I'm just telling you to clear your head and consider what you really want. If your ego is really important, please leave Grace alone."
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