True Fated Marriage (Grace and Heinz)
Chapter 1729

As the door opened, the bodyguards rushed in like greased lightning to check on Cindy's injury.

There was a large bruise on her forehead, which made her scarred face look even more hideous.

One of the bodyguards checked her breathing and said, "Still breathing, she's not dead."

Alex gazed at her, sneering, "I think she just can't bring herself to kill herself. It requires great courage. How can this woman really do so?"

He darted a glance at Heinz.

Heinz also lowered his head to look at Cindy's injury. His mouth curled into a smile as he spoke, "At least, she didn't die in our hands. It will be troublesome if such a thing really occurs."

Alex was mystified momentarily before he nodded after that. He thought Heinz was afraid of trouble.

Subsequently, he realized that it would be hard for them to explain to Celeste if Cindy died in their hands. In addition, Gary would be affected too.

Knowing what was bothering Heinz, he adopted a cautious attitude and said, "I will arrange two strong women to look after her instantaneously."

"Clean her face." Heinz ordered, "Make sure she doesn't look too bad when she is handed over to the police."

"Yes," Understanding Heinz's intention this time, Alex nodded immediately. "I'll replace someone to clean her wounds."

"Ugh!" At this moment, Cindy suddenly let out a low sound, which was barely audible.

Nonetheless, Heinz had heard it.

As a pucker appeared between his eyebrows, he cast a glance at her.

Concurrently, Cindy had been carried to the bed, and she had opened her eyes. When she saw Heinz among the crowd, she was reeling in amazement. Following that, she couldn't take her eyes off him. Perhaps it was because she didn't expect to see him again that she was surprised.

Her eyes were fixed on Heinz, and there was a complicated persistence in them.

Being stared at by her, Heinz frowned hard before he glanced at her. It seemed that she wanted to commit suicide just now, but in the end, she gave up.

She couldn't bear to do it to herself.

At the critical moment prior to bumping into the glass window, she finked out.

Heinz gave a faint smile. "What? Don't you recognize me?"

Cindy had never said a word since her face was hurt, but now, hearing Heinz's question, she actually started talking after a brief pause.

"How is it possible that I don't recognize you? You are the last person in this world I will fail to recognize, Heinz." Her lips twitched, and she showed a smile. The scars and the words inscribed on her face, along with the bruise on her head, were eerily pulled while she did that. Her look was really nauseating.

However, when she thought of something, her smile and the expression on her face froze.

She probably remembered that she was no longer beautiful. She was extremely hideous at the moment, to say nothing of the words engraved on her face, which were so ironic.

Heinz naturally understood her feelings.

Heinz curled his thin lips and said, "Cindy, resign yourself to it."

Hearing his words, Cindy pursed her lips, and her jaw tightened.

Gazing at Heinz, she answered, "What else can I do if I don't resign myself to it? Now that I'm in your hands, I have no other choice."

"Suicide is also a choice." Heinz grinned. What followed was his pitiless tone. "Unfortunately, you can't do it. You are too indulgent with yourself."

Cindy bit her lower lip and looked at Heinz calmly. "I didn't expect to see you again. I thought we would never meet again."

"You have to live, then we might again in a few years," Heinz said as composedly and as desultorily as he could.

Alex managed to grasp Heinz's intention in two ticks. He was giving Cindy hope, so that at least she wouldn't die presently.

It would not be a glorious thing for her to die in their hands.

Cindy stared blankly at Heinz for a long time before replying, "I didn't expect you to say this."

"There are too many things that are beyond your expectations," Heinz said flatly, "You probably didn't expect that you would end up like this. You never realize that you're wrong, and you don't think that you've brought this upon yourself."

"Yes, I don't think so." Cindy was rather honest. "I think fate is so unfair and cruel to me. Although I toyed with many men, I did not commit all sorts of misdeeds."

"But you caused Yannie's death." Heinz pointed it out sharply.

Cindy's expression froze for a moment. She was indeed feeling guilty towards Yannie. After all, she had planned on murdering Yannie.

Heinz had investigated this before, therefore he knew its ins and outs very well. He brought it up now, and it touched a very raw nerve.

She went emotionless before she gave a rueful smile. "It seems that you have investigated me. Being able to know everything about Yannie so clearly... You are indeed the Heinz Jones that I know." "You had been raising Celeste due to your guilt and regret towards Yannie." Heinz stared into her eyes and said word by word. "Of course, that's not the sole reason. Celeste could be a pawn for you to threaten Sinclair in the future."

"Fine," Knowing that Heinz was truly shrewd, Cindy could only admit it. "Yes, my intentions weren't pure, but it's all thanks to Celeste that my face has become like this. Aren't you afraid?"

"You want to make mischief between Celeste and my son, so that I'll be fearful and feel that Celeste is an ungrateful person just like you? Cindy, why bother? After all this, why do you have to be so ruthless to a child?" Heinz said collectedly, "She has lost her family, yet you still want to hurt her. She has been forgiving with you over these years, but you keep crossing the line. As humans, we shouldn't be too greedy." "You're really not afraid." Cindy seemed to be unwilling to admit defeat. She intended to sway Heinz into giving up his thoughts of letting Celeste become the eldest daughter-in-law of the Jones family. However, Heinz exposed her trick directly.

She tried to sow discord between Gary and Celeste the last time, but to no avail. This time, she used the same trick on Heinz, and the outcome was the same. Unwilling to give in, she could only say, "Your son will die in the hands of this woman."

"Then, that's my son's fate." Heinz was unruffled. "Come on, save your breath. My son won't break up with Celeste, whereas me and my wife naturally won't hold any prejudice against her. To be frank with you, all of us approve of what she has done to you."

Cindy's body went stiff when she heard this.

There was a calmness in Heinz's gaze. With a faint smile, he said, "Because we always aim for the weak spot when we're confronting our enemies. For you, your face is probably the most important thing. The fact that Celeste has discovered it proves that it was worthwhile for her to stay by your side for so long."

Cindy took a deep breath.

Heinz continued saying, "Since you can't bring yourself to commit suicide, then reconcile with whatever happened and live. Let's see if my son and Celeste will lead a happy life after a few years." With that, Heinz walked out.

"Wait." Cindy suddenly shouted.

Heinz turned around and cracked a smile. "Is there anything else?"

"Give me five minutes, I only need five minutes." Looking at Heinz, she said, "I'm begging you, I only need five minutes."

Heinz considered briefly before he replied, "Okay, I'll give you five minutes. Alex, you guys can go out."

"President, don't fall into her trap." Alex was worried about Heinz, hence he reminded Heinz without delay.

Heinz shook his head. "I'm fine. Just go out."

Alex had no option but to do as Heinz instructed.

Everyone else had left.

Gazing at Heinz, Cindy uttered an unexpected phrase, "Thank you."

Heinz lifted his arm and took a look at his wristwatch before saying indifferently, "The countdown has started. You have four minutes and fifty-five seconds left."

Being stunned, Cindy said without wasting time, "Heinz, actually, I really love you. Believe it or not, you are the one whom I've taken a shine to in my life."

"I thought that was Sinclair." replied Heinz, smiling.

"No, I admit that I want to marry him, but I don't love him." Cindy shook her head, still staring at Heinz, "I know I'm not in your league, but my feelings for you are unwavering and pure." "Really?" Heinz remained unfazed.

"You can rest assured that I won't commit suicide," Cindy said, "I haven't done anything for others in my life, but after meeting you today, I think I can do something for you. I won't die in your hands. Even if I want to kill myself, I will do it somewhere unrelated to you."

Heinz's keen eyes were fixed on her.

She beamed at him. "It has been said that people will repent when they are about to die. This is the only thing I can do for you. It's for you, for my former obsession with you. For love." Heinz narrowed his eyes.

Cindy stared at him with her lips arched upwards. In conjunction with the terrifying scars on her face, she looked so off-putting.

She said again, "I don't mean anything else. I just want you to know that I used to have good wishes and feelings for you. It was just that I was stupid back then." "Two minutes left." Heinz said, reminding her.

Cindy paused, lowered her eyes and gave him her word again. "I won't commit suicide. This is my promise to you."

"I don't need it." Heinz answered.

"It doesn't matter, I'll give it to you anyway." Cindy's lips twitched as she said, "Go. Spend the rest of your life with your wife peacefully."

Heinz's face fell, and it had been filled with doubts about Cindy's attitude.

He wondered if he had guessed wrongly.

Had this woman turned kind?

After finishing her words, Cindy turned around with her back to him. "You can go now. Goodbye."

Heinz stood rooted to the spot for a bit, then turned and went out.

Cindy did not turn back even after the door had been closed. From the surveillance camera at the other corner, it could be seen that she was actually shedding tears. Seeing this, Alex couldn't believe his eyes.

"This woman knows how to cry?"

After Heinz came out, he instantly gave an order. "Treat her face and send her away."

"Yes," Alex nodded immediately. "I will send people to keep an eye on her, and ensure that she won't look too disheveled by the time we hand her over to the police."