Heinz lowered his head and looked at Jensen. He was stunned by this interrogation and looked at Jensen blankly.
After some time, he sat down, feeling extremely sad and dejected.
He laughed at himself cynically and did not say a word.
Jensen noticed that he had turned pale, and his intimidating and imposing manner were gone. He wanted to get something out of Heinz, but stopped before saying anything.
He just couldn't say it out loud.
He felt like he would make things worse if he tried to press him even more.
"Stop being so anxious." Jensen said, "In my opinion, it really does seem like an unusual relationship, but it doesn't mean it has to be a romantic one."
Heinz was in a daze. His emotions were a mess, and he had mixed feelings.
In a trance, he looked up at Jensen. "I saw them. They were very comfortable and intimate with one another."
Jensen took a deep breath, retrieved his cigarettes, took two out, and handed one to Heinz.
Heinz took it without saying a word.
Jensen lit his cigarette, and both of them puffed a cloud white smoke into the air.
Heinz felt as though his heart was exactly like the cloud of smoke, blown into the air and slowly dissipating, not knowing where to go.
He felt his heart turning cold, chilling him to his bones. He couldn't feel any warmth at all.
Jensen looked at his good friend's exhausted face with a helpless expression. He sighed and said, "I think Grace is a very sensible woman. Shouldn't you reflect on your behavior? Don't you think you're being a little too self-righteous?"
Heinz was stunned, his dull eyes lowered. Suddenly, he raised his head, looked at Jensen and said, "Am I being weird?"
"Let me ask you this." Jensen said, "Do you love Grace?"
With the cigarette in his hand, Heinz froze. He then took a heavy drag and replied, "They're pointless words. So what if I tell her that I love her? And what if I don't?"
"Women love to hear it." Jensen rolled his eyes and said, "Did you think that love could only be expressed through actions but not words?"
"I think love should be expressed through deeds. No matter how much one says, actions speak louder than words."
"However, women care about emotions and feelings. It's fine if you don't say the words, but you insulted her, didn't you?" Jensen added, "I am your best friend. I know you well. Your words can hurt people a lot."
Heinz frowned. The furrows between his eyebrows deepened so much, they began to look like an insurmountable mountain pass, and it wasn't a good look on him.
Jensen exhaled a puff of smoke and said coldly, "Just by looking at you, I already know how badly you hurt her with your words. Did you think she stayed with you for your money?"
Heinz was stunned, "Yes, that's exactly what I think."
"Oh, you've really underestimated her." Jensen said in a low voice, "You have really misjudged Grace. She used to be the second daughter of the director of Sunny Group, but she left the Smith family. If she really cares about money and power, why would she leave?
What did you think would happen if you insulted a dignified woman? You pushed her away with your own hands.
You didn't like the fact that she had a son, but Tyler doesn't mind. He likes Grace's son, and they're close, just like father and son.
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