Female Novel
Chapter 144
"Your hands... I have not applied the medicine on them yet," After saying that, Heinz Jones placed her
on the sofa and picked up the medicine kit. He looked at the skin on her hand that had been scratched
raw by the rope. After a bath, the wound started oozing out blood.
Grace Smith had been wrapped up in a large bathrobe previously, so she could not see clearly her
wounds. Now that she was wearing a short-sleeved shirt that had her arms exposed, she could see
that her wrist was covered with bloodied wounds.
Grace paused for a moment and felt warm in her heart.
Heinz sat with her, with his head against hers, as he helped her apply the medicine.
Heinz's big hand was strong but gentle at the same time. He held her hand, and with the other hand,
he dabbed the wound with cotton balls that had been soaked in medicine to disinfect it.
The yellow solution seeped into her skin and she felt a little pain. She took a deep breath.
"Does it hurt?" Heinz looked up and asked gently.
Grace looked into his eyes and it was hard for her to extricate herself from it at the moment.
A bold idea suddenly came to her mind.
She should fight for her own happiness.
If she were to retreat, it would mean that she was weak. But she was never a weak person.
She had to ask clearly before she could make a decision.
Yes, she must ask him some questions.
Grace shook her head and smiled. "It hurts a little, but I can still bear it."
Heinz frowned, glanced at her, and continued to apply the medicine.
The air was filled with a faint smell of medicine, and the atmosphere was very quiet.
"Mr. Jones," Grace pursed her lips and said, "Is the girl we met that day your girlfriend?"
Heinz's hand froze, he frowned and said unpleasantly, "No, she's not."
"Er, is she your date then? Someone set you up on a blind date?" Grace asked tentatively again.
Heinz did not answer her question.
Heinz applied the medicine to her wound little by little and then wiped it with alcohol.
"Ouch, it hurts!" Grace shouted in a low voice.
Heinz didn't say a word. He used the alcohol to wipe her wounds and applied some antiseptic cream to
it. Then, he bandaged her with gauze.
She took a deep breath because of the pain, but she didn't forget what she wanted to ask.
"Mr. Jones, you haven't answered me yet. Is that girl your blind date?" Grace repeated her question.
"So what if she was?" Heinz close the lid and looked at her.
Grace was stunned and her breathing stopped for a few seconds. She almost forgot to breathe
because of his words.
"Are you planning to be with her?" Grace asked again.
Heinz sat up straight and locked her eyes. "What's your actual question?"
"I've already asked my question," Grace's eyes widened.
There was a glint of interest in Heinz's eyes. He was so smart that he knew what she was thinking.
"I don't intend to be with her," Heinz said directly.
Grace was stunned, and she couldn't help smiling. She looked at him excitedly.
"Let's continue our meal," she said.
Heinz looked at her and didn't say anything for a long time.
This woman was a little annoying.
He wanted to know why did she ask those questions, but then, she didn't continue the conversation.
He clenched his teeth and narrowed his eyes. His gaze became sharper.
Heinz didn't get up to go to the dining area, but continued to sit there and said in a low voice, "Grace,
do you know? I really want to strangle you right now."
Grace felt a shiver in her heart.
Heinz stood up, looked down at her, and turned to leave.
She also stood up.
Since that girl was not his girlfriend, then things will be easier from now on.
She wouldn't need to bear any psychological stress anymore. She could be with him without any guilt.
After thinking for a while, she followed him and sat down at the table. This time, she ate the food
happily.
She picked up a piece of meat with a fork and stuffed it into her mouth. She sighed with satisfaction,
"Indeed food is the most important thing in the world. Thank you, Mr. Jones, for saving me today."
When Heinz saw that she suddenly seemed to have changed into another person, he raised his
eyebrows.
"Well, I didn't see you in taking any action to thank me," Heinz rolled his eyes at her.
Grace froze, rolled her eyes and stood up. She picked up the red wine and walked over to him. Then,
she poured both of them a glass of wine.
Heinz looked at her with keen eyes.
Grace picked up the glass and said, "Mr. Jones, here's another toast to you."
He pursed his lips, there were flames burning in his eyes.
"Thank you for saving me," She looked into his eyes seriously. "I really appreciate your help."
"Humph," Heinz snorted and raised his glass, saying, "You're insincere in thanking me."
Grace finished the wine and said, "I'm truly sincere in thanking you."
"How can you prove that?" Heinz asked.
Grace sat down and said, "Let's eat. I'm famished. Let's talk about it after we finish eating."
He looked at her, and there was a deep meaning in his eyes.
More than ten minutes later, they had eaten a lot.
At this time, Lester entered the restaurant and saw Heinz and Grace eating. He stood respectfully by
the side and said, "President, the car is ready to leave."
Heinz frowned when he heard Lester's words.
Grace's hand which was holding the fork froze, and a piece of meat fell on the table.
She bowed her head awkwardly.
Heinz's sharp eyes swept over the place and shouted in a deep voice, "Get out and wait."
Lester was stunned. He immediately understood what was going on and retreated respectfully. "Yes!"
As soon as Lester left, Grace felt that the atmosphere had worsened by his interruption.
It seemed awkward between the two of them.
She looked at Heinz, who was looking at her.
In an instant, her face turned red.
She looked into his eyes. His dark eyes were full of passion, he looked as if he was trying to suppress
something.
Grace felt she was pinned in her seat and she did not move for a long time.
Heinz looked at her for a while and asked, "Have you finished eating?"
She took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "Almost."
Heinz suddenly stood up and walked towards her.
Grace was stiffed and a little nervous.
The man walked up towards her and looked at her.
Grace blushed and whispered, "Since the car is ready... Do you want me to leave?"
Heinz didn't say a word.
Grace felt embarrassed. She whispered, "Then I won't bother you anymore. Thank you again for saving
me. I'll leave now."
As soon as she stood up, Heinz grabbed her and pulled her into his arms.
Grace was frightened.
The next second, he lowered his head and stole her words, his kiss took away what she was going to
say.
He had endured it for a few hours.novelbin
He was a gentleman. He was too polite and restrained himself. Now, he really felt that there was no
need to be so polite.
Especially when he told her that he did not intend to make Claris Hudson his girlfriend and he had no
girlfriend at the moment.
There was no need to be a gentleman now.
Grace was picked up by his strong arms and he went to the master bedroom on the second floor again.
She felt that it was so funny since she had left the place with a sad heart just before this. But now, she
came back in this room with a different emotion. In just such a short time, she had experienced two
entire opposingfeelings.
His breath was right next to her ear, and her consciousness was completely submerged.
Heinz said, "You are fully awake now."
Grace was stunned and nodded. "Yes."
She was indeed clear-headed.
"Grace, you're the one who asked me that question," Heinz stared at her eyes.
"Ask what?" She asked subconsciously.
"You asked if I have a girlfriend," Heinz reminded her.
Grace was stunned. "Yes."
"The answer is no," He said again, "So now, I don't want to be a gentleman in front of you anymore."
Grace took a breath, thinking that she had suffered so much while taking the cold shower. She wanted
to complain a little in her heart.
"Don't you like to be a gentleman?" She retorted.
He grabbed her waist and said, "Say it again."
Grace had a very special feeling about what was going to happen.
This time, it was very likely that she would be doing it with Heinz.