True Fated Marriage (Grace and Heinz) novel Chapter 391

The man continued to stare at her calmly and asked lightly, "Keep it? Are you planning to leave it like that and not use it?"

Indeed, that was what Grace Smith was thinking.

She forced a smile and lowered her eyes uneasily.

Heinz Jones reached out to lift her chin gently with his slender fingers.

Grace was forced to raise her head to meet his eyes.

She then asked, "What are you doing?"

Heinz's thin lips were pressed together into a line while his eyes were like the deep sea, calming and mysterious.

Grace was a little nervous as she stared into his eyes. She whispered, "I will spend your money, alright? Don't look at me like that."

His gaze made her panic.

The man's lips curled and he softened his gaze.

He approached Grace until he was about five centimeters away from her face. He then studied her closely.

Grace was more anxious than ever. He was so close to her that she almost crossed her eyes.

Grace said in a low voice, "Hurry up and start the car. Let's go back."

Heinz continued to stare at her calmly.

He held her chin with his fingers as if he did not hear her.

Grace placed her small hand on his wrist and tried to pull his grip away.

However, he immediately pinched her chin gently, indicating that he would not let go.

He did not speak, but he was showing his intention with his behavior. He was so overbearing that she did not know how to react.

Was he going to put what he said at the store into practice?

As expected, he leaned over carefully and pressed his lips against hers.

Grace froze.

They were at the parking lot.

However, Mr. Jones had no intention of letting her go. He could not care less about where they were. He held her face gently as though he was holding the most beautiful porcelain doll in the world and kissed her.

Grace's heart was tingling because of his gentle movements. It felt as though someone had just taken a brush and stroke her delicately with it.

His movements were gentle and loving.

She felt that his attitude had changed.

He was really gentle with her after they made peace with each other.

The tenderness that he showed was sincere from the bottom of his heart.

She felt a little uncomfortable but the man seemed to be very patient. He did not let Grace go until he heard her whimper. He then lowered his head to approach her ear.

The sound of his breathing made Grace stiff and she dared not breathe.

"Grace, I won't let you go. I will never let you go no matter what," He whispered in her ear as if he was making a vow. His promise was unyielding and overbearing.

Grace was stunned and she nodded.

Only then did he return to his own seat and started the engine.

On the way, Grace was very quiet and her face was burning. She was too embarrassed to look at him.

Her lips were swollen and there was a sharp pain whenever she moved.

Heinz's gaze was fixated on the road. He seemed to be suppressing himself and his feelings were reserved.

They were about to get home when Grace finally calmed down and asked, "Is Mr. Lawson getting better?"

"He is awake," Heinz continued, "His condition should be stable now. He was going to be transferred to the general ward when I visited him."

"That's great," Grace heaved a sigh of relief and added, "I'm glad that he's better. It should be a load off your mind."

Heinz's hand on the steering wheel froze and he turned to look at Grace solemnly.

"Grace!"