Grace locked herself in the bedroom and did not come out for a long while.
Heinz paced in front of the door for a long while. He wanted to walk into the room to comfort her. When he thought of his wife's lonely figure and her untouched plate of food on the dining table, he felt conflicted.
He knew that Sylvia must've said something hurtful to Grace. Otherwise, his wife wouldn't look so upset.
However, Heinz had no idea what Sylvia had said to upset Grace so much.
Heinz kept walking towards their bedroom door and moved to push it open. However, whenever he tried to turn the handle, he would hesitate.
He was worried that his impulsive mood would further upset Grace. She was pregnant, after all.
As such, he paced back and forth outside the door for a long while.
In the end, he did not go into the bedroom.
About three hours later, the bedroom door finally opened.
Heinz was still standing at the door, nervously looking at his wife through the crack of the door.
He sighed and asked, "Have you been crying?"
Grace's eyes were red and looked a little swollen and bloodshot. It looked like she had been crying.
When he thought of his pregnant wife crying by herself, Heinz's heart clenched painfully in his chest. He stepped forward and hugged Grace tightly.
Grace was surprised by the sudden embrace. She did not expect to see Heinz as soon as the door was opened. His nervous expression stunned Grace slightly.
"Have you been standing at the door this whole time?" Grace asked. Heinz looked very tired. She thought that he must have been standing at the door for a long while.
Heinz reached a hand out and gently held Grace's chin. He fixed his gaze on Grace's face. When their eyes met, he saw that her eyes were red from crying. He had no idea how long she had been crying by herself.
Sylvia, the one who Heinz always doted on, had been the one to make his wife cry. Heinz felt his heart ache. Both of them were the women he loved most in this world.
It was upsetting to see either of them looking sad.
When he saw his pregnant wife looking so dejected, he felt his heart squeeze uncomfortably.
He loved his wife a lot.
"Won't you tell me why you've been crying inside our room?" Heinz asked his wife with a complex look in his eyes. He looked incredibly apologetic, as if he couldn't bear for her to look so sad.
Grace tugged on his hand and shook her head slightly. "It's not like that. I'm feeling really emotional because of my pregnancy, okay? I'm feeling extra sensitive these days. Sylvia's a teenager. She didn't say anything overly hurtful. It's honestly my fault. She found out that I went to find Mr. Trevino behind her back. This is the first time she sounded so angry at me."
"Whatever happened, she shouldn't have raised her voice at you. What's more, you're pregnant now. Sylvia's getting ignorant, isn't she. I think I've spoiled her too much," Heinz said indignantly.
He knew that the whole situation must have had something to do with Kendrix.
At the thought of his daughter getting angry with Grace because of Mr. Trevino, Heinz's good perception of him started to change.
He frowned and said unhappily, "How did Sylvia find out that you went to see the teacher? It seems that Mr. Trevino isn't as tight-lipped as he seems.
He must have told Sylvia about it. Otherwise, why would she call you? Kendrix is a really meddlesome teacher."
"Don't say that." Grace immediately shook her head and said to Heinz, "Mr. Trevino might not know about this at all. I don't think he's the type to gossip. He seems to know where to draw the line. Before we know what really happened, we shouldn't simply make guesses and speculate about him. It's disrespectful."
"You're defending him?" Heinz frowned. "I don't agree with you. If he wasn't the one who told Sylvia about your visit, who else would it be?"
Grace thought it was strange that Sylvia knew about this.
"Honey, let me ask you, when you went to meet Mr. Trevino, was it during class time?" Heinz asked.
Grace nodded. "Yes, it was. I didn't tell Sylvia that I was going to her school, but the head teacher knew that I was there."
"The head teacher?" Heinz frowned.
"Yes. At the time, Alice and I asked the head teacher to help us ask Mr. Trevino out for a meeting, but he said no. After that, the head teacher told us Mr. Trevino's office address so that we could go look for him ourselves." Grace was sure that Mr. Trevino was not the type to gossip.
Heinz guided Grace back into their room. "You guys found him in his office?"
"Yes." Grace nodded again and sat down with Heinz's help. "He was writing some notes for a case he was working on at the time. I even got to see some of those special photos. I really admire his ability to stomach them. He didn't even flinch when he looked at them. He is really amazing."
Heinz frowned and couldn't help but ask, "What photos?"
Grace replied, "Oh, they were very bloody photos of dismembered bodies. What kind of photos did you think I was talking about?"
Judging by Heinz's tone, it sounded as if he thought that the teacher had shown her inappropriate photos of himself in the office.
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