True Fated Marriage (Grace and Heinz)
Chapter 497

Marry's eyes were blurry as she looked at Simon bitterly. It was hard to describe how pathetic she felt.

She felt deeply regretful, knowing that what Simon said was not a joke.

As long as he wanted to do it, he could.

Now, Simon's true intentions had been revealed. He even brought over another woman to humiliate her.

At that point, it was inevitable that they would have to fight each other.

Marry closed her eyes in pain, trying to hide the regret in her heart.

Simon took another sip of wine. He looked at the woman in front of him who refused to look at him. He suddenly got up, grabbed Marry's hair, and pulled on it hard.

Marry opened her eyes in pain and was forced to look at him.

Simon smiled coldly as he ignored the regret in Marry's eyes. "Why? Don't you want to see me anymore?"

Marry nodded indifferently.

She didn't want to see him anymore.

Simon pulled out the rag from her mouth.

Marry's mouth was freed and she immediately coughed, "Simon, you don't have to torture me."

"Hmph!" Simon sneered, "Do you think you still have the right to speak at this point?"

At the end of her rowdy life, she would only lose more.

"From the very beginning, when I asked you to divorce me, you refused. You've always been looking for trouble. Now you have changed your mind, but I'm telling you, there's no way." Simon looked at her and said word by word, "In the future, I will never give you a chance to make trouble again."

"Are you still the same Simon I know?" Marry was deeply terrified.

How could Simon, the well-refined young man, and the man who was like sunshine in her memories, disappear just like that? The current Simon was making her too sad. He had changed.

"I'm not who I used to be long ago," Simon sneered. "For the past six years, I've been living in hell. It'd be a joke if I was still the same!"

"Hell?" Marry never thought that he would say that. "How can you say that? When you were with me, every time you were in bed with me, you're telling me that it was hell?"

"Hah!" Simon laughed sarcastically again, "Did you think the way I treated you was how I'd usually treat you? I just imagined Grace in place of you, that's all!"

"Bah!" Marry spat. "You imagined me as Grace? You really have some nerve to say that! Simon, you're just unwilling to accept it. If you really loved Grace, you wouldn't be with Sonia. You'll take any woman, whether it is me or Sonia. Do you imagine all of us as Grace? Who do you think would believe you?"

"Bit*h!" Simon pinched Marry's chin and said sternly, "You are just a substitute."

"I look down on you," Marry cursed. "You are so shameless to put the blame on me instead of you!"

"Hmph! I won't be pissed no matter what you say," Simon said placidly, "That's because I just want you to suffer."

Hearing this, Marry glared at Simon angrily. She gritted her teeth, "Do you think I'll go crazy just because you humiliated me like this? Let me tell you, Simon, unless I die, I won't be truly crazy." "Then go to hell!" He roared.

Marry froze. Suddenly, she smiled sarcastically. "I won't die. If you kill me, you will also be punished by the law. I want to live. I want to oppose you. You won't know who will be smiling in the end." "We will see, Marry." Simon reached out his hand and touched her chin. Suddenly, he grasped her neck hard and said, "It's easy to break your neck."

"It's up to you," Marry snorted. "I'm not afraid."

"Fine," Simon stood up and put the rag back into her mouth. "Aren't you afraid? I'll tie you up. Let's see how long you can last when you piss on the sofa."

Marry's eyes flashed with annoyance. She was mad. He was so cruel that he'd even let her soil the room. She couldn't speak with her mouth gagged. Even if she wanted to go to the toilet, she couldn't. He was so determined to torture her to death.

Simon got up and walked out.

Standing at the door, he ordered in a deep voice, "Watch her carefully. No one is allowed to let her out, and no one can help her untie the rope. Without my orders, no one is allowed to let her go. Do you hear me?"

"Yes!"

Simon arranged for someone to guard at the door. Marry was anxious; she couldn't get out and her hands were tied together. She had to do something to save herself.

She crawled up from the sofa and wriggled to replace a place to grind the rope, but after a long time, she couldn't replace a suitable place.

After getting into the car, Grace asked Alex to send her to the newspaper office.

As soon as she arrived at the office, she saw Heinz's car parked outside. When she got out of the car, he was just getting down from the car as well.

Grace asked doubtfully, "Why are you here? Didn't you go to your company?"

"You didn't allow me to go see Simon with you, so I could only wait for you here," Heinz pouted. His tone was full of complaints, but he did not dare to go too far. Looking at the time, it was already half-past one in the afternoon.. She asked, "You haven't had lunch yet, have you?" Heinz nodded.

"Alex hasn't eaten either." Grace said, "Let's go. I'll treat both of you to a meal."

"Both of us?" Heinz frowned. He glanced at Alex, who got out of the car and was waiting for his instructions respectfully.

Grace was taken aback. She looked at him and smiled helplessly. "Alex hasn't eaten yet. He's been busy with me for the whole morning."

"He can have a table to himself." Heinz said loudly, "Alex, book two rooms at the restaurant over there and invite Lester over. You should have lunch too." "Yes!" Alex quickly carried out his orders.

Heinz pulled Grace along and followed behind him.

His palms were sweaty and damp.

Grace frowned and subconsciously looked at Heinz, "What's wrong with you? Why are your hands so sweaty?"

Heinz was stunned. He looked at Grace and said, "No, they're not."

Grace cast a glance at Heinz, unamused. His palm was clearly sweaty. Only he could still attempt to deny something as clear cut as this.

"You seem to have some problems with your senses as well," she said.

Heinz looked at his own hand and saw the sweat on it; he was slightly stunned.

Was it because of his guilty conscience that he didn't dare to face Grace, so he sweated unconsciously?

After seeing the results of the DNA test, he spent a short time gathering himself before stopping by his company and then hurrying to see Grace. Heinz knew that it was not a good time to meet her now.

However, he was extremely frustrated. How was he going to explain this to Grace?

No matter what, if she knew that Ernest was his child, she would definitely think that he was a womanizer who could have children with any woman. However, he was in such despair.

He definitely didn't have this child with another woman, and he was certain that he never donated his sperm.

This was really incredible.

Who was the mother of the child?