Grace was stunned for a moment and looked at Heinz with shame and annoyance. After a while, her mouth parted slightly when she understood what he had meant.
How could this man be so shameless? She thought, infuriated.
"You can't deny that," Heinz repeated confidently. He was wearing a proud expression on his face.
Grace blushed and avoided looking into his eyes.
Heinz was staring at Grace unscrupulously; his eyes plastered on her.
She bowed her head in embarrassment.
Then, he stretched out his arm to grab her, wrapping her in his embrace.
It was the first time that Grace was so close to him in her own room.
She was unexpectedly nervous, and her palms were coated with sweat in an instant. She shouted in a low voice laced with mortification and anger, "You are so shameless."
"If being shameless can make you smile, I don't mind it," said Heinz as the corners of his lips curled up in a vague smile.
In the next moment, he hugged her tightly again.
The two of them were clad closely to each other.
Grace buried her face filled with embarrassment and fury in his chest, an inexplicable feeling surging in her heart.
Heinz pressed his lips close to her ear and said, "Grace, I won't leave today, okay?"
As soon as he said that, Grace immediately frowned and said, "No, my place is too small for a young master like you."
"I'm willing to stay here," he countered straight away.
"You can't do that either," Grace still refused. "Go back to your own home."
"But I've missed you very much," he said.
Again, she insisted with resoluteness, "You really can't stay here."
"I won't be able to sleep when I go back," Heinz said. "My eyes are bloodshot because I didn't sleep last night. Now I'm sleepy, but I can't fall asleep. I'm too excited because all of this seems like a dream. I'm afraid that when I wake up, it'll be gone."
Grace was astounded to hear this and she shook her head, "Go back and have a rest."
"I don't want to," he began to pester her with all his strength.
Grace didn't like it.
"Look me in the eyes," Heinz spoke again.
Grace ignored him and refused to look up at him.
Seeing her stubbornness, Heinz grabbed her arms, moved them to her back and tightened his grip to pin them in place.
This way, Grace was forced to look up and she met
his eyes.
Indeed, they were really red and there were blood streaks in his eyes.
She frowned slightly and said, "You can sleep for a while. I'll wake you later when it's time for dinner."
With his eyes full of surprise, Heinz asked, "Are you allowing me to sleep in your bed?"
"If you don't want to, you can leave," Grace said.
"No! No!" Heinz immediately shook his head and said, "I must sleep in your bed to get rid of that man's scent!"
He could not allow the scent of another man to taint his woman's bed.
Absolutely not!
It was decided.
Grace was truly at a loss for words.
She looked at Heinz and said, "Let me go quickly."
"No," he said. Although he had loosened his grip on her arms, his strong arms were still wrapped around her. Leaning the side, they both fell down on the bed together.
"Ah—" Grace cried out in horror, but Heinz covered her mouth.
"Don't shout!" Heinz hissed in a whisper, "I won't do anything to you. Just let me hug you for a while."
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