Although Grace did not know what was going on with Heinz, she did not want to be dragged by him in such a way. Her bumpy stomach was very painful and unwell. Heinz's body stiffened as he looked at Grace.

At first, he was a little surprised. But when he saw the cold sweat that coated Grace's forehead and the tiny dew- like beads on her delicate nose, he was shocked and instantly came to a realization.

Heinz's eyes reflected his apologetic feeling immediately. He walked up to Grace until he was standing close to her, then he pulled her into his embrace and said softly, "I'm sorry, I was too distracted earlier." Grace struggled slightly in his embrace.

But when he exerted his strength, Grace stopped struggling.

Heinz held her in his arms with his back facing the others in the elevator. Then, he lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "Does your stomach hurt?"

"Yes." She nodded and said, "It hurts a little."

He felt even more apologetic in his heart. He tightened his grip on her waist and said, "Lean on me."

She genuinely felt unwell, so she allowed him to pull her into his embrace and leaned on him.

The elevator kept descending. People came in and

left as they pleased.

After remaining in that position for about three minutes, they finally arrived downstairs.

Everyone went out like a swarm of bees, but Heinz was not in a hurry.

They were the only ones left, and more and more people were waiting to get on the elevator.

Heinz quickly bent down and carried her in his arms.

"I can walk by myself," Grace called out again.

"Let me carry you," Heinz replied in a deep voice.

Grace clutched Heinz's clothes tightly with her tiny hands and buried her face in his neck.

Heinz carried her and walked to the parking lot. His face was still very grave. When he had just taken a few steps, he heard a voice all of a sudden.

"Heinz?" the voice called.

Grace immediately felt Heinz's body become stiff and tense up.

She thought that the person might be someone he was familiar with.

She looked up subconsciously and saw a greyhaired lady standing not too far away from them. Judging from her appearance, she must have maintained herself well. However, her gray hair made her look tired, pale, and old.

The lady looked at Heinz with shock and disbelief in her eyes.

Grace struggled immediately to get down from Heinz's arms.

Heinz also let her down in an instant.

However, that lady shifted her gaze from Heinz to Grace. She looked at Grace with her eyes full of shock, surprise, and panic. Later, those were slowly replaced by disappointment and doubts. Grace was also startled to see all these emotions in the eyes of a stranger.

"Heinz." The lady said in a painful voice, "Have you found yourself a girlfriend?"

Heinz was astonished but his face was solemn. Then, he took out the car key from his pocket and handed it over to Grace. He said, "Grace, please get in the car and wait for me."

Grace was dumbfounded. She felt his action of asking her to leave was a little strange.

Why wouldn't he introduce her to the lady?

Nevertheless, Grace still took the key and nodded slightly to the lady out of courtesy. After that, she left in a hurry.

She walked very fast, but she could still hear the lady's voice. It was slightly emotional and a bit intense.

"Heinz, have you really found yourself a girlfriend?" the lady asked.

"I'm sorry." Heinz apologized, "Mom, I want to move forward."

Grace did not hear Heinz's reply as he spoke quietly as if he was deliberately suppressing it.

She quickened her pace.

Grace felt that she should leave faster since he

didn't want her to overhear their conversation.

"Believe in him,"

Grace told herself.

If there was no trust between them, they would hurt each other even more.

She kept reminding herself repeatedly that she had to believe in him. She must believe in him.

"It doesn't matter." The lady smiled bitterly and said, "I should be happy when I know that you have found yourself a girlfriend. But I was really shocked to see her in real life. Alas, humans are selfish."

Heinz's face stiffened.

"I'm not talking about you," the lady shook her head and said. "I'm talking about myself. I shouldn't feel this way. I'm sorry."

"It's alright," Heinz shook his head and replied. He didn't mind the words spoken by that old lady.

"Alas!" she sighed again.

"Are you alright?" Heinz looked at her and asked in a painful and compassionate tone.

"Answer me," she suddenly said again. "Is that girl your girlfriend?"

"Yes," Heinz nodded and answered. He stopped avoiding her questions and apologized, "Mom, I'm sorry."

"How can you still address me as Mom?" the lady said, smiling bitterly. Her eyes started to glisten as she continued, "Your girlfriend will be upset if she hears this."

Heinz pursed his lips, and pain could be seen in his eyes.

He kept quiet.

The old woman came closer to him and stared at him with eyes full of emotions. All her emotions: her shock, sadness,

and immeasurable helplessness could be seen in her gaze.

"Grace doesn't know yet." Heinz said, "I will tell Grace in future and I will always be your son. When Grace understands everything in future, she will want to be your daughter. We will both show filial piety to you and Dad."

Hearing this, she smiled bitterly and said, "You're really far-sighted, Heinz. I know you're a good child, but don't call me Mom in future. Jodie is not around anymore. I shouldn't delay you."

"Mom!" Heinz became even more agitated and his eyes were filled with deep emotions. He said, "You'll always be my elder. I won't change the way I address you."

Looking at Heinz, the old woman's lips trembled and she pursed her lips. She managed to restrain her emotions after a long time and said, "Heinz, you are full of affection and loyalty, I know it. Unfortunately, my daughter didn't have that kind of blessing."

When the woman said that, her body trembled uncontrollably. She seemed to be a little shaky.

Every mother who had lost a daughter would feel great sorrow.

When Heinz saw her trembling, his handsome face tensed up. He stepped forward and reached out

to support the old woman gently.

"Mom," he called out while looking at the woman's haggard and aging face. It had only been a few years, but her well-maintained figure had turned into that of an old woman.

Heinz frowned harder when he noticed that.

"You don't have to run about when your body is unwell. Just give me or Aunt Stone a call. We can arrange it for you," said Heinz.

"No." The old woman shook her head and said, "I want to go out and take a walk. It's been so many years, I should have moved forward. But you know, your father and I- no, I mean your uncle... We only had one daughter, Jodie."

"Mom," Heinz's Adam apple moved up and down. He spoke after a long while in a low and hoarse voice, "I've never forgotten Jodie."

The old woman was shocked and her eyes were bloodshot. She looked at Heinz and smiled, but her smile was so weak.

Heinz looked at her apologetically.

"I'm very sorry," he said.

"It doesn't matter," said the woman as she shook her head. "I know you are a very good man and you have a conscience. What you are doing now is right. Even though I feel sad and upset when I think of her. But rationally, you're right."

"Thank you," Heinz replied as he supported her trembling body. "I will send you to Aunt Stone."

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