True Fated Marriage (Grace and Heinz)
Chapter 697

In Julesburg.

After learning the news of Heinz and Jodie's divorce from Alice, Grace found it difficult to calm her heart down for a long time.

She could not describe this feeling clearly; she did not know whether it was joy or sadness.

She only felt that if a couple's marriage had reached a point where it was in a desperate state, it was really regrettable.

Grace even felt sad because there were only a few possibilities for each person's marriage.

A couple might happily and lovingly live together, completely blessed, and walk hand in hand together for the rest of their lives.

Some couldn't get through it or get along well. In the end, they were like strangers, breaking up and ending the relationship.

There was also another type, where they might not have any feelings for each other. Although they had not divorced, they had no love between them.

Of course, the first kind of marriage was what everyone wanted and yearned for, and the latter two were things that no one wanted.

Grace did not know if she could live a happy life with Heinz if they got back together.

She was terrified that she would be like Jodie, having no part in Heinz's life anymore in the end.

Therefore, at this moment, Grace's mood was extremely complicated.

She felt relaxed, yet sad. She really didn't want to be another Jodie.

Of course, she also knew that this idea was pessimistic. People should look forward and not think like this.

However, all the possible results could happen. No one could predict what would happen tomorrow.

Knock, Knock! Someone was knocking on the door, and the sound interrupted Grace's thoughts at this moment.

She came to her senses and immediately went to open the door.

She saw Hermione standing at the door and looking at her with a smile.

"Hermione."

Hermione smiled and said, "Come on, let's get some food!" "I've had dinner on the plane," answered

Grace.

"The food on the plane was bad. Let's eat something delicious now and replenish our energy. We may have to work tomorrow morning so if you want to eat good food, you may not have the time after today," Hermione retorted.

"Sorry, I forgot you didn't have dinner. You must be hungry now. Let's go. I'll go with you." Grace remembered that Hermione ate nothing on the plane.

The two of them quickly went to the hotel's restaurant. They found a seat by the window. As it was a little late, not many people were there.

As soon as she sat down, Hermione handed the menu to her. "Order some dishes!"

Hermione's movements were agile.

She had a domineering pride and forthrightness.

After thinking for a while, Grace smiled and answered, "I'm not hungry. Hermione, what do you want to eat? You should be the one to order it!"

Grace smiled awkwardly and continued, "I'm really not hungry."

"You have to eat even if you're not hungry," Hermione persuaded her. "Grace, take it as your meal allowance. You will get reimbursement, so you don't have to save the money."

Grace didn't know whether she should laugh or cry when she heard that. "Is it not good to save for you?"

"It's great, but there's no one to accompany me to eat. It's too uncomfortable for me to eat alone." Hermione smiled and said, "Hence, you'd better order some."

"Well, I'll order two dishes." Grace took the menu and ordered two of the cheapest dishes.

Hermione looked at the dishes she ordered and grunted, "Grace, do you know that from the dishes you ordered, I can know your character?"

Grace looked at her in surprise and seemed to have understood something. "Hermione, I seem to understand what you meant."

Hermione took over the menu and continued to order four dishes.

After returning the menu to the waiter, she said with a smile, "The meal on the plane was terrible yet, you seemed to enjoy it. It can be seen that you are a very easy-going and not picky woman." "I'm not picky about food." Grace laughed.

How could she be picky about food? She was happy to have food on her plate.

"I know that you are an honest girl from when you were dining on the plane to when you just ordered the dishes." Hermione smiled and added, "That's why I like you."

Grace was flattered by what she said.

The waiter came to deliver their tea. After that, Grace stood up and poured the tea.

"Take a seat!" Hermione ordered. "You don't have to get up and pour me a cup of tea. We're all on the same side, Grace."

"Alright." Grace still poured her a cup of tea before sitting down.

"Thank you." Hermione looked at her and sighed. "Grace, you are a good person. You must live a happy life."

Grace's heart warmed and she felt inexplicably teary. "Thank you, Hermione. You're always encouraging me."

"You don't have to be so polite. Although you are my subordinate, I prefer to regard you as my good friend," Hermione replied.

Grace nodded. "I know."

In fact, she had felt it.

Soon, the waiter came to serve the dishes.

The six dishes were all in large plates and the portions were huge.

Grace looked at her in surprise and exclaimed, "Hermione, you ordered so many dishes. Can you finish them? Moreover, it's dinner."

"Let's take a walk after eating," Hermione continued, "Painter Village is so beautiful. You'll be hungry after taking a stroll if you don't eat enough." "Oh, are we going for a walk?" Grace was a little worried. "Then I'll eat something."

On one hand, she was afraid that she would be hungry if she walked too much. On the other, she thought that it'd be a waste not to eat.

"That's right." Hermione smiled and claimed, "If you come out with me and don't even eat delicious food, I won't be a good chief editor. Come on, eat some fish."

Hermione added a large piece of fish to Grace's plate.

The atmosphere of their meal was very harmonious. After the meal, Hermione paid the bill, and the phone rang.

The two of them went out together.

Hermione noted, "Grace, wait for me in the front. I'll answer a call first." "Okay." Grace nodded. She quickly walked forward. She went down the steps and walked down the path. The path was surrounded by the fragrance of osmanthus and was very quiet.

Grace strolled away.

When she walked over from the path to the road, she happened to see a tall man coming over.

He was looking at her. When she got closer, she finally saw that the man was a foreigner.

When he saw Grace, he smiled and said, "Excuse me, do you know how to go to the No. 2 Apartment in Painter Village?"

After a short pause, Grace shook her head and answered him, "Sorry, I don't know. I just came here and I'm not familiar with the area."

"It doesn't matter." The man smiled and added, "I've just arrived here and it's my honor to meet you."

Grace was stunned for a moment, but still nodded slightly.

The man quickly left.

Hermione walked over and asked, "Who was it?"

"Oh, Hermione, he was a foreigner who was asking me the way." She answered truthfully, "I don't know the address, so I can't help him." "Let's go for a walk." Hermione turned to look at the foreigner's back and claimed, "He looks very handsome, like a hybrid."

"That's right." Grace smiled.

Neither of them cared more about it and went for a walk.