When I Lost My Heart To You novel Chapter 1

"It's not me. You believe me!" Grace James stared at the people in the car stubbornly. The heavy rain was pouring. The windows were wet by rain, but it could vaguely see the stern face in the car. Grace stood outside the car tremblingly. Through the window, she shouted loudly, "Caden Shaw! You at least listen to my explanation!"

The car door suddenly opened. Before Grace could be happy, a strong force pulled her over. She slammed into the car and bumped into him. His dry white shirt instantly got wet.

"Caden, those gangsters who hurt Wallis Venus were not arranged by me..." Grace said. A slender and powerful finger pinched her chin without mercy. A unique magnetic voice came from above her head, "Do you like me so much?"

The cold voice was with a slight smell of tobacco, which belonged to his smell.

"What?" Grace was a little confused. The whole world knew that she liked him. Why would he suddenly ask this now?

The man pinched Grace's chin. He used his slender hand to stretch towards her face. His fingers gently touched her cheeks that had been wetted by the rain. Grace was almost immersed in his gentle eyes. She seemed to have heard the next sentence that the man would ask her if she was cold.

But the man suddenly exuded angry breath. He said coldly, "Grace, do you like me so much? You like me so much that you don't hesitate to kill Wallis?"

A chill came from the bottom of Grace's heart and spread all over her body. Grace instantly became sober and couldn't help but smiling bitterly... When did this man show his tenderness to her? It turned out that it was not tenderness at all. It was just a smile from Satan.

"I didn't intend to kill Wallis..." She wanted to explain for herself.

"Yes, you didn't intend to kill Wallis. You just bribed a few gangsters and let them rape Wallis." The man's expression gradually became irritable. He didn't give Grace chance to explain. The clothes on Grace were torn apart.

"Ah!"

Along with screaming, Grace was pushed out of the car mercilessly. She fell into the rain in embarrassment. The cold voice of the man sounded particularly pronounced in the sound of rain.

"Grace James, Miss Grace, what you did to Wallis, then I do the same to you. How's the feeling of being naked?"

What!

Grace suddenly raised her head and looked into the car door incredulously. The man sat in the car, looking at her condescendingly. He took out the handkerchief to wipe his fingers slowly, "Miss Grace, I am very tired now. Please go back.

"Caden! Listen to me! I really..."

"It's not impossible for me to listen to Miss Grace." The man raised his eyelids indifferently, and glanced at Grace, "If Miss Grace is willing to kneel in front of the Shaw Manor for one night, maybe I am in a good mood, then I can give Miss Grace ten minutes."

The door of the car suddenly closed. The handkerchief was thrown out of the car. Falling in front of Grace, it was wetted by rain.

Grace lowered her head, picked up the handkerchief in the rain, and pinched it firmly in her palm.

The car drove into the Shaw Manor. The iron gate of the Shaw Manor closed mercilessly in

front of her.

In the rain, Grace's face was pale. She stood for a while, then suddenly raised her head and walked to the gate of the Shaw Manor. She pressed her lips tightly and knelt down to the ground.

She knelt down!

Not because of atonement!

Just because Wallis was her friend! She should mourn when her friend died. Not because everyone thought she killed Wallis!

She knelt down!

She begged this man to give her ten minutes to listen to her explanation!

The clothes on her body were torn and in tatters. It was barely able to cover important parts. She covered her body with her hands, but her waist was straight. She was proud. She was proud and unyielding even when she was kneeling down! Her self-esteem! Her dignity! She was Grace in Shanghai!

She knelt down stubbornly, just for a chance to explain clearly. She hadn't done it. She didn't admit the things that she hadn't done!

But, would there really be this opportunity?

Would she explain it clearly?

Would anyone really believe her?

The rain was getting heavier and heavier. It never stopped from beginning to end.

One night passed.

In the downpour, Grace still knelt down outside the Shaw manor.

The rain drenched her dress. She had been kneeling in the rain all night.

The morning finally came. The manor that had been silent for a night finally had some movements. The silver-haired old butler walked over from the manor yard holding an old-fashioned black umbrella.

The iron gate that had been closed for the whole night "creaked" and opened a gap from two sides. Grace finally got a movement, raised her drooping head, and gave a pale smile to the old butler who was standing in the middle of the iron gate.

"Miss Grace, Mr. Caden wants you to leave here." The old butler's hair was neat. Even if it rained, he had no messy hair. He was as rigorous as the trees and plants of the Shaw Manor, all trimmed by someone. The old butler threw a piece of clothing towards Grace.