True Fated Marriage novel Chapter 161

"This is a different issue," Grace Smith said in a deep voice. "You don't respect me, Heinz. You look down on me."

Grace looked at him and said, "You saved and protected me. And I'm very grateful for your help."

Hearing her words, Heinz raised his eyebrows. He looked at her, locking her face with his deep eyes.

Grace frowned slightly and said, "You also make decisions for me without even asking me. These decisions might not be right for me."

And your words and actions hurt me a lot.

If the reason we are together is so that you could hurt me, I don't think I am able to accept you wholeheartedly."

Heinz Jones frowned.

What did she mean by hurting her?

He didn't think that he was hurting her.

Apart from being a little rough to her when they were sleeping together, and with that somehow resulting in her catching a cold... but apart from that, he really didn't think he hurt her.

"I'm not your toy." She quietly looked into Heinz's eyes. "If you think I wanted something from you, then you're probably right."

"So what is it that you wanted from me?" Heinz asked.

"Not money." Grace chuckled and said in a self-deprecating tone. "Don't worry. No matter how poor I am, I won't ask for other people's money!"

After saying that, she seemed to be very tired. She closed her eyes and looked at the ceiling. She couldn't look him in the eyes.

All she wanted was Little Gary to have a father.

For her son to have a complete family.

She was willing to work hard for her son.

Heinz didn't expect things to turn out this way. She was more sensitive than he thought.

But he actually didn't really mean what he said.

She was Marry Smith's younger sister. Since she was the second daughter of the Sunny Group, she had also lived a good and pampered life when she was younger. But now she would rather live on her own than to go back to her own family.

Come to think about it, she was actually a strong and tenacious woman.

He had spoken rudely just now because he was angry.

The only person she had ever loved in her whole life was her first - Simon Brown. Who did he think he was?

What place does he have in her heart now?

He frowned and said in a deep voice, "Grace, what am I in your heart?"

Hearing this, Grace looked at him in surprise and retorted, "Then let me ask you first, what am I in your heart?"

"You are my woman," he answered bluntly.

She smiled and answered, "Then you are my man. Case closed!" she said in a rather mocking way.

There was nothing else to say.

The conversation seemed romantic and sweet, but her expression didn't seem to reflect so.

Heinz sighed.

The mood between them once again fell into a depressing state.

There weren't much left with the drips. There were probably only three packets.

The drips would have run out in 2 hours.

What's left of the liquid slowly dripped through the tube, and in a couple of minutes the packet was already empty.

She remembered when the nurse came into the room to change the IV drips,

she observed the nurse and found that every time she stepped in to the room, the nurse's eyes searched for Heinz first. Not the drips nor the patient herself.

Her eyes would always, always fall on Heinz first.

Grace knew that the nurse liked Heinz and was another of his fan. So when the nurse saw there was a palm print on his face, she became upset and deliberately gave Grace two additional painful shots.

She wasn't dumb.

She knew she would be in the hospital for a few more days. It would be a nightmare if she was being treated like that every day.