True Fated Marriage novel Chapter 84

"No," Heinz Jones denied. There was not much emotion in his jet-black eyes. "You misunderstood me. I didn't go back on my word," He said.

"Then what do you mean?" Grace Smith asked. She frowned and looked at his cold face. Looking at this unfathomable man, she thought he was fooling her again.

"I am just reminding you that opportunities are fleeting," Heinz Jones said in a husky voice. "Tomorrow, we will go to Jones Estate at nine o'clock."

"No problem," Grace Smith nodded.

"I haven't eaten yet," Heinz Jones ranted. He looked at his watch. He had not eaten since he caught her having a meal with her male colleague.

Grace Smith nodded and said simply, "Well, you can go eat now. I won't disturb you anymore."

"Grace," Heinz growled. He told her that he had not eaten because he wanted her to join him for a meal. Yet, she seemed to be dismissing him like this.

Grace was very confused, so she just looked at him. Then she said, "Well, Mr. Jones, you'd better go for dinner now. Having late dinner will affect your sleep and you'll gain weight. It's okay, you don't have to send me home. Hurry up and go!"

"I want you to eat with me," Heinz Jones said. His temper was getting worse. This woman didn't understand romance, not even a little bit!

"I've already eaten,¹' Grace Smith refused and shook her head. "Mr. Jones, women are afraid of getting fat, so they can't have two meals in the same night. Go ahead and eat. Goodbye."

After saying that, Grace waved her hand and turned to leave.

Heinz was shocked, as he saw her petite figure leaving. He narrowed his eyes - he really felt like crushing her to death!

He watched her getting on the bus, she left without looking back.

Heinz Jones frowned and returned to the car. He called Lester and said grumpily, "Prepare some dinner. I'll go back and eat with my son."

Lester replied immediately, "President, the young master says that he has already had his dinner."

"He has eaten too?" Heinz Jones repeated.

"Yes," Lester answered.

Heinz Jones hung up the phone immediately. He smacked the steering wheel, started the car, and went straight to the police station to get Jensen Charm to have dinner together.

Grace Smith reached her home. Before she reached the door, she saw Simon Brown standing there.

She frowned. She was very unhappy at seeing him again, so asked, "Why are you here again?"

Simon Brown looked at her with fire burning in his eyes. In the few days he did not see her, she seemed to have lost weight again.

"Grace, I came to see you guys," Simon Brown said.

Grace Smith saw that there were bags of fruits and toys by his feet.

It was obvious that he had come with gifts.

Grace parted her lips and said, "Please leave, Simon Brown."

"Grace, you can't despise me like this every time you see me. I know that you are working in a lowly newspaper agency now. I want to arrange for a better job for you..." Simon explained.

"There's no need," Grace Smith interrupted him coldly. "I'm fine. I don't need your help. You can go back now." Grace Smith said.

"I'm doing this out of kindness," Simon Brown said. When he saw how disgusted she was with him, he felt as if his heart had been stabbed by a knife. "What happened between us?" Simon Brown asked.

"Simon Brown," Grace Smith said coldly, "I've already told you that I don't want to have anything to do with you."

Especially after how he harassed her in his car last time, she would never want to speak to him again. Now, he had come here alone, without informing Marry Smith. This really pissed Grace off further.

"I just want to help you," Simon said.

"You shouldn't have come here alone if you really wanted to help us," Grace said in a low voice. "It's not like you don't understand that you need to avoid suspicion from Marry!"

“I don't mind that," Simon Brown said, his voice laced with pain. "I am in great pain now. I truly realized how painful it was after I lost you." He confessed.

It was really ironic.

Grace Smith was rendered speechless.

This man was so loving to Marry Smith, following all her instructions when they were in Heinz Jones's office. Now he came here to tell her this. Who did he think he was?

Grace asked coldly, "What does that have to do with us?"

"Grace," Simon Brown stepped forward and looked at her. "Let's have a talk, even if it's just a short one. It comforts my pain!"