True Fated Marriage novel Chapter 180

Heinz Jones glanced at Jensen Charm and didn't say much.

Jensen thought, "What did I even do wrong. I was just looking out for you man. I even brought Grace here to help you two reconcile but I was ridiculed by you instead."

Jensen shook his head and laughed at himself in mockery.

Heinz didn't say a word. His eyes were filled with apathy, and they seemed to be exceptionally cold and dim.

Grace Smith clenched her fists, and disappointment surged from the depths of her eyes.

She had really put in the effort and apologized to him but he still humiliated her in return. The outcome was still the same.

She took a deep breath and thought, "Forget it. I've tried so hard and I don't regret it."

Soon, the tea was served.

Heinz did not drink it.

The room was filled with camaraderie, but Grace was very silent and she did not say anything more.

In Heinz's eyes, she was a cheap woman who still had an ambiguous relationship with her brother-in-law. It would not be surprising if Heinz had already regarded her as a slutty woman in his heart.

When she thought of those hurtful words, she felt a stab in her heart and felt very uncomfortable.

Heinz didn't say a word to her.

Half an hour later.

Everyone was full. As they had work to do after that, no one drank any alcohol and they ate quite fast.

Jensen said, "Well go first."

Heinz gave him a look and said nothing.

Jensen looked at Grace and asked, "Grace?"

"I'll stay for a little bit more." Grace made up her mind to try again to see if Heinz would still remain stubborn. If the situation still remained the same, she would just give up and leave.

Jensen smiled and nodded at Grace while patting Heinz's shoulder.

It was a subtle reminder.

Everyone left, leaving only Grace and Heinz in the private room.

She looked at him and asked, "Are you done being angry?"

Heinz glanced at her and ignored her. Immediately, he picked up his coat and walked out.

Before he went out, Grace grabbed the door handle a little earlier. "Heinz, what do you want?"

Heinz pursed his thin lips tightly and he was still indifferent.

Grace puckered her lips and said, "Heinz, I think I've tried my best to explain the misunderstanding, but you don't believe me at all."

"Is it a misunderstanding?" he scolded in a cold voice.

Grace's head was buzzing from his yelling.

She felt breathless and her eyes were filled with overwhelming sorrow.

"I'm sorry. It will never happen again," she looked into his eyes and said word by word.

"Forget it, let's break up," he said flatly, "a woman like you can be found anywhere."

Grace was once again stunned by the mockery.

She felt that she was too stupid.

"Heinz, I don't know what to say. Fine. I guess I'm the wishful one.” She didn't want to argue with him, so she lowered her head and said, "Well, we'll have nothing to do with each other in the future from this moment on."

After that, she opened the door and ran out.

She no longer cared about the person behind her.

He had said it, "Let's break up."

He had said it himself.

It was not entirely bad. At least she didn't have to struggle anymore.

It just felt that her heart was just shattered into a million pieces.

She came out of the hotel and started to run on the street.

Standing in the afternoon sunlight, Heinz's figure appeared to be extraordinarily bleak.

Lester quickly stepped forward and said, "President,

Miss Smith was crying while leaving. I can see that she was crying a lot."