Heinz looked at Grace without blinking. There was a surge of emotion in the depths of his eyes.

He looked at Grace and asked back, "What is it that I know?"

Grace's was now even more flustered and her heart was pounding wildly when she heard his words.

"What should I know?" Heinz's eyes were burning with excitement as he prompted, "Tell me, what should I know?"

Grace pressed her lips together and didn't say a word.

"Grace." Heinz looked at her and uttered word by word, "That night, I woke up in the middle of the night and saw a woman in my arms. I was embraced tightly by her and my wound was very painful. I was worried that Jensen might still be with the criminal, so I left 20,000 dollars and a note with the woman before taking my leave.

I wrote, 'Miss, if you think the money is not enough. You can come to Hart Villa District and look for me.'

Besides that, there was my phone number.

However, I never receive her call.

Three days later, my wound relapsed and I went to the hospital for an operation. After I was discharged from the hospital, there was still no phone call from the woman.

Later, I moved away from Hart Villa District. On one hand, I was glad that the woman didn't look for me, and on the other hand, I was very disappointed."

What was even more annoying was that my body couldn't react towards any other woman after that night. I seemed to be trapped until I met you."

He looked straight into her eyes as he enounced each word carefully.

Grace's heart had been pounding in her chest.

She looked at the man in front of her in disbelief.

"And you, you are that woman." Heinz stared at her eyes without avoiding her gaze. He told her directly, "I know, you are the woman from that night."

Grace's eyes widened, and the redness on her face was another shade darker, tinting her neck.

Her blushing face and fair skin made her looked so beautiful and charming.

Heinz's eyes deepened at the sight. He took a deep breath and spoke again, "Grace, I'm sorry. I couldn't recognize you until now."

Grace frowned and asked, "How did you know?"

"You don't have to know about that," Heinz stared unwaveringly at her face and said seriously. "Grace, you're the one who made the first move and provoked me first. Therefore, you have to take responsibility." Grace was baffled. Heinz's words were like a clap of thunder struck over her head, shocking her so much that she couldn't come to her senses.

"I couldn't touch any woman the moment after leaving your side. I don't want to touch other women either. I just want you. I want to be with you every single day," Heinz confessed.

It was not until Heinz chattered again that Grace suddenly came back to her senses and stared at Heinz. Her voice was sharp, "Heinz, why are you so shameless?"

"I can't help it." Heinz said in a solemn tone, "I'm being serious here. If I can't be with you, there's no point in caring whether I'm shameless."

Grace was rendered speechless.

"How can you do this?" Grace said.

"I'm serious," Heinz spread out his hands as he spoke. "I want to be with you. You, you have to be responsible for me."

"Why?" asked Grace.

"Because you threw yourself at me six years ago and provoked me six years later. Now, it's impossible for you to leave my side," Heinz said.

"That doesn't make sense. People could get divorced even after they're married, so why do I have to be responsible?" Grace roared, gnashing her teeth.

"Since you are the only woman I want, I'm sure I'll spend the rest of my life with you." Heinz looked at her and said, "There's no other way. You came to me first and provoked me, thus, you should be responsible for it."

"You" Grace was mad and felt helpless.

"Calm down," Heinz comforted her patiently. "I think we can replace the right way to get along with each other,"

"Ne are not suitable for each other," Grace growled.

"Why are we not suitable for each other?" Heinz said matter-of-factly, "We are the most suitable pair. If you think that I'm bad-tempered, I'll change."

Grace didn't know what to say.

When Heinz saw that she was no longer talking, he continued to encourage her, "Besides, we met many years ago, and we've met again many years later. This is the fate that God has given us." "It's an ill fate," Grace said grumpily.

"Regardless of whether it's good or not, it's the kind of fate that you can't free yourself from," Heinz said confidently. Then, he asked, "Do you want to be an irresponsible person?"

"Why should I be responsible for you?" Grace sneered and couldn't bear it anymore, "That was not your first time sleeping with a woman. You're just a thirsty divorcee, why do you want me to be responsible for you?"

"A divorcee?" Heinz's eyes sank as something dark flashed across his features. He said, "You're insulting me. You don't like me making fun of you, but you're insulting me. Tell me, who is the one with a problem between us?"

Grace was stunned at his words. She then thought of the hurtful words he had said to her.

Indeed, she seemed to be acting like him.

Grace's red lips moved but she didn't say anything.

She would admit that she was wrong when she realized her mistake.

She realized that what she said was inappropriate, therefore, she apologized, "Sorry, I didn't mean to insult you. I really shouldn't have said that about you."

Heinz raised his eyebrows and said, "It's okay. You can humiliate me or insult me as you please. I'll listen to whatever you say."

"I didn't ask that of you," Grace couldn't help but refute.

When she said that, she realized that she seemed to be flirting with him. She pursed her lips and stopped speaking.

Heinz chuckled and teased, "Grace, you're blushing."

Grace's face became redder in an instant, and the temperature rose several degrees higher.

"Grace, tell me." Heinz then said softly, "Have you ever gone to Hart Villa District to look for me?"

Grace was taken aback by his question, and a trace of gloom flashed in her eyes. She had been pregnant for two months when she was looking for him, but Marry had put his phone number away and said tha she threw it away. Grace had no way of replaceing him at all.

She was pregnant at that time. Thinking about it now, Grace felt like she would not have the courage to go through it again.

Seeing that she suddenly fell into a bad mood and did not speak, Heinz felt a pain in his heart.

He looked at Grace and said, "You've looked for me, but you didn't replace me, did you?"

He didn't know why he had such an instinct.

Grace pursed her lips and turned her eyes away. She looked at the meadow outside the tent. The grass was green, and she was lost in confusion.

When she thought about it, she still couldn't seem to get over being sad.

But life couldn't stay in grief all the time.

She took a breath and replied, "It's meaningless to mention it now, and I don't want to say it anymore."

Heinz's eyes narrowed. He looked at Grace for a long time and sighed. "Why didn't you call me?"

"Ha!" Grace laughed at herself and said incredulously, "Why didn't I call you? I didn't even know who you are. Besides, I couldn't remember your phone number."

"Did you forget it or did something happen to you?" Heinz questioned suspiciously. He felt that since she had come to replace him, it was impossible that she would not call him.

Grace was shocked by his suspicion. She looked into Heinz's eyes and saw the doubts in his eyes.

All of a sudden, she felt a sense of aching overwhelming her heart.

He had guessed it right.

"Something must have happened to you, then?" Heinz probed further.

"Yes," Grace admitted frankly. "Marry threw the note away and I didn't remember your number. At first, I didn't look for it. It was several months later when I wanted to look for the note." "Why? Why did you wan to look for it after several months?" Heinz asked meaningfully. According to what he knew, that was the time when she discovered that she was pregnant.

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