True Fated Marriage (Grace and Heinz) novel Chapter 45

Grace frowned. She finally understood that this man was a nightmare to her.

Grace had been very grateful to Heinz, but when she heard his words, she had no good impression of him at all.

"Mr. Jones, I forgot that you are the same breed as he is." Grace's tone became colder. "You are above him, why do you need to stoop so low?"

Grace finally understood what kind of person he was. Naturally, she didn't want to be polite anymore.

"I didn't expect to have such a high position in your heart. Are you speaking irrationally?" Heinz's faint tone was diabolical.

Grace withdrew her hand.

"Don't move." Heinz clenched her hand and warned Grace, "Don't move. Others may just take off your underwear, but I don't know what else I will do."

Grace froze instantly. She felt that Heinz was both righteous and evil. If he really wanted to do something, she would be in trouble.

Grace regretted getting into Heinz's car.

Grace had no way out.

Heinz was a bandit and she did not know what he wanted.

Grace did not dare to move. She could only raise her narrowed eyes to look at Heinz. She saw that the corners of his lips, which were originally devilish, continued to curve upward, forming a faint crescent. It seemed that he was not as diabolical as before.

He was even a little attractive.

Grace's heart trembled and she pursed her lips.

Heinz quietly observed her reactions and chuckled without saying a word.

However, his laughter seemed to be mocking her, "Girl, are you afraid?"

For some reason, Grace began to feel this way.

"Mr. Jones, can you release your grip?" Grace was helpless and did not want to be caught by him, so she had to speak frankly.

"Okay." Heinz let go of her hand. Instead, he put his hand on her leg.

Grace was a little annoyed and had to say again, "Can you take your hand off my leg?"

"No." This time, Heinz refused.

"Is this appropriate?" Grace asked in a deep voice.

"Yes." Heinz said disapprovingly, "Miss Smith almost lost her dignity earlier. I'm comforting you."

Grace was shocked.

She looked at Heinz in shock, and he was looking at her with a smile. "What's more, Miss Smith, you really need some comfort now."

"I don't need any physical comfort right now," Grace said in a low voice. It was more than comfort. His hands were actually stroking her legs through his suit.

It was way too much.

Grace got goose-bumps.

Grace was afraid that Heinz would pull off his suit and lift her skirt and do something unspeakable.

"I'm giving you spiritual comfort," Heinz said in a low voice.

Heinz was being so unreasonable that he even said described the way he was touching her as spiritual comfort.

"I don't need spiritual comfort either." Grace said coldly, "If you are too idle, you may comfort your own legs."

Heinz looked at his own leg, which was very close to Grace's.

He sat closer to Grace and said, "I really feel that I need comfort too, now that you mention it, but I'm busy. Why don't you come and comfort me?"

As Heinz said this, he took her hand and pressed it on his leg, while his hand continued to press on her leg.

Grace felt that her head was going to explode, she was speechless.

Her hands and feet were cold, and she looked up at Heinz coldly. His black eyes were shining like first-class obsidian, which was startling.

"You are despicable." Grace couldn't help cursing and suddenly withdrew her hand.

Heinz reached for her leg and asked, "Is that so?"