True Fated Marriage (Grace and Heinz)
Chapter 474

"Don't tell me you want me to look at you," Grace said grumpily.

"What's wrong with looking at me?" Heinz asked, not missing a beat.

Grace felt really helpless.

"Hurry up and put on your pants," Grace urged him.

"Don't talk when your clothes are still so dishevelled."

However, Heinz was not in a hurry. Instead, he leaned close to Grace's ear and the breath from his mouth was hot enough to make her blush.

Grace froze in place. She did not dare to move.

Instead of moving away, Heinz requested, "Put them on for me."

"Heinz," Grace whispered loudly.

"Help me put them on. Be good!" He said softly.

Grace did not move. Conflict was scribbled all over her face.

"What's there to be nervous about?" Heinz couldn't help but laugh as he looked at her. She looked as if her head was on the chopping board. Every time Grace was in a flustered or nervous state, it heightened Heinz's interest.

He couldn't help teasing Grace.

Grace pursed her lips and said in a low voice, "This is your grandfather's house. He's waiting for us to have dinner. Hurry up, I'll go first." Grace pushed him and started to leave. After all, it was not good to keep the elder waiting for a long time.

However, she was not able to push Heinz away.

He held her hand tight, refusing to let Grace leave. "Help me with my pants."

"Heinz." Grace gritted her teeth.

It was inappropriate for him to do that.

Her visit to the Carter family today was already a very stressful matter. After all, she had come to visit his grandfather.

She didn't expect to encounter Claris here. If Gary hadn't defended her against Mrs. Hudson, Grace would have been in no position to fight back against the Hudson family as Heinz's girlfriend. However, after she had calmed down a little, he didn't comfort her at all, but teased her instead.

A dark look flashed through her eyes. She looked up at Heinz and said seriously, "If you don't want to put on your pants, then don't. I won't help you."

"Are you angry?" Heinz immediately grew wary of her attitude.

She looked at him straight in the eye and asked, "Do you think I shouldn't be angry?"

Heinz began to feel a little worried. He quickly put on his pants and looked at Grace. There was an anxious look in his eyes.

"Grace, I was just joking with you," he said.

Of course, Grace was not really angry. She just disliked his tone-deaf timing and teasing.

It was not appropriate for him to do such things at such a time.

"We should really go out," Grace reminded. "Your grandfather is still waiting for us."

"Grandfather sent me to comfort you," Heinz said. "You don't have to worry."

Grace was a little surprised. She hadn't expected that.

Heinz stood there, looking at her worriedly. "Grace, I'm sorry that Claris and the others have come today."

"It's okay," Grace shook her head. "It's nothing. I was mentally prepared forthat."

"Really?" He was still worried.

Looking down at her feet, she thought about it for a while. In fact, it was perfectly normal for Old Master Carter to introduce some girl to Heinz.

All the elders hoped that they could replace a suitable woman fortheir heir.

Claris came from a wealthy family and was also a beautiful lady.

It was all very common.

However, although the old man had not defended her, he did not deliberately try to embarrass her. On the contrary, he did defend the old lady he had known for many years.

Grace knew that although the old man appeared to be very overbearing, he was actually very caring.

She felt that Mr. Carter was very sincere in that aspect.

Of course, she would not be angry.

Heinz looked at her. She was silent so he didn't know what she was thinking.

His gaze moved from her long black hair, to her nose and then to her pursed lips. Her teeth were digging into her lips. She looked thoughtful and composed, as if she was thinking about something. Then, she seemed to have figured it out.

She lifted her eyes and smiled as the corners of her lips curled. Her lips, which she had previously pursed tightly, glowed with a bright red color. It made her look very alluring.

Heinz's Adam's apple bobbed up and down as he swallowed his saliva.

His heart began to beat faster.

He wanted to kiss her.

His throat was dry and his body felt a little hot.

"Although Grandpa didn't defend me, he didn't shield Mrs. Hudson nor did he protect Claris, so I think he might be satisfied with me," Grace whispered, "What do you think?" Heinz was stunned. He nodded and replied, "Of course. Of course, he'll be satisfied with the person I've chosen."

Smiling, she continued, "Although I might sound a bit shameless, I think I'm right. What do you think?"

"Grace." Heinz lowered his head, but did not respond to her. He just grabbed her with his arms. Then, bowing his head, he kissed her.

Grace's eyes widened.

His grip on her waist was firm as he pulled her closer to his chest.

Grace was startled and annoyed so she pushed him away.

However, Heinz was too strong that he didn't even budge.

Her mind was buzzing and her struggle waned in strength. Gradually, she stopped fighting back.

Her body was hot and she felt a little uncomfortable.

Her pretty face had become red because of Heinz and her big watery eyes widened because he could not suppress his eagerness. She stared at him angrily.

Taken aback by her reaction, Heinz couldn't help laughing.

Grace looked at him as he laughed. His chest heaved up and down as he chuckled heartily.

She pressed her lips together again. Once again, she remained silent.

"I can't help it. You are so beautiful, I really can't help it," Heinz whispered. "Grace, you're going to be the death of me."

She pursed her lips tightly and refused to entertain his nonsense.

Heinz hugged her and whispered in her ear, "Every time I get close to you, every time I see you, I want to do that with you."

He hugged her in his arms, and there was an indescribable feeling in his heart.

She paused, pushed him away, and turned around to leave.

"Are you really angry?" Heinz quickly caught up with her. At the moment she opened the door, he pressed her against the door.

The door was shut again.

Grace was sandwiched between Heinz and the door.

She couldn't go forward nor retreat.

"Don't be angry. I'm just telling the truth," Heinz said again.

Grace thought for a while and said, "I wasn't angry just now, but you are so frivolous. If you don't open the door, I will be angry and ignore you today." "Wait for me for a while. I'll wash my hands," said Heinz.

Grace nodded her head.

Only then did Heinz turn her body over. He looked into her eyes and said, "Grace, I want to tell you that even without you, I wouldn't be with Claris."

Grace was stunned. She understood that.

It could be seen that Heinz didn't have that kind of passion for Claris.

"So, don't be angry," Heinz said.

"Wash your hands." After thinking for a while, she pushed him away and turned on the tap. "Stop talking and wash your hands." "Yes, Madam," Heinz made a childish salute. She frowned and glared at him. "Who is your Madam?"

"It can only be you," he said.

Grace didn't say anything. She lowered her head to hide the red flush spreading across her face.