True Fated Marriage (Grace and Heinz)

Chapter 84

"No," Heinz Jones denied. There was not much emotion in his jet-black eyes. "You misunderstood me.

I didn't go back on my word," He said.

"Then what do you mean?" Grace Smith asked. She frowned and looked at his cold face. Looking at

this unfathomable man, she thought he was fooling her again.

"I am just reminding you that opportunities are fleeting," Heinz Jones said in a husky voice. "Tomorrow,

we will go to Jones Estate at nine o'clock."

"No problem," Grace Smith nodded.

"I haven't eaten yet," Heinz Jones ranted. He looked at his watch. He had not eaten since he caught

her having a meal with her male colleague.

Grace Smith nodded and said simply, "Well, you can go eat now. I won't disturb you anymore."

"Grace," Heinz growled. He told her that he had not eaten because he wanted her to join him for a

meal. Yet, she seemed to be dismissing him like this.

Grace was very confused, so she just looked at him. Then she said, "Well, Mr. Jones, you'd better go

for dinner now. Having late dinner will affect your sleep and you'll gain weight. It's okay, you don't have

to send me home. Hurry up and go!"

"I want you to eat with me," Heinz Jones said. His temper was getting worse. This woman didn't

understand romance, not even a little bit!

"I've already eaten,¹' Grace Smith refused and shook her head. "Mr. Jones, women are afraid of getting

fat, so they can't have two meals in the same night. Go ahead and eat. Goodbye."

After saying that, Grace waved her hand and turned to leave.

Heinz was shocked, as he saw her petite figure leaving. He narrowed his eyes - he really felt like

crushing her to death!

He watched her getting on the bus, she left without looking back.

Heinz Jones frowned and returned to the car. He called Lester and said grumpily, "Prepare some

dinner. I'll go back and eat with my son."

Lester replied immediately, "President, the young master says that he has already had his dinner."

"He has eaten too?" Heinz Jones repeated.

"Yes," Lester answered.

Heinz Jones hung up the phone immediately. He smacked the steering wheel, started the car, and went

straight to the police station to get Jensen Charm to have dinner together.

Grace Smith reached her home. Before she reached the door, she saw Simon Brown standing there.

She frowned. She was very unhappy at seeing him again, so asked, "Why are you here again?"

Simon Brown looked at her with fire burning in his eyes. In the few days he did not see her, she

seemed to have lost weight again.

"Grace, I came to see you guys," Simon Brown said.

Grace Smith saw that there were bags of fruits and toys by his feet.

It was obvious that he had come with gifts.

Grace parted her lips and said, "Please leave, Simon Brown."

"Grace, you can't despise me like this every time you see me. I know that you are working in a lowly

newspaper agency now. I want to arrange for a better job for you..." Simon explained.

"There's no need," Grace Smith interrupted him coldly. "I'm fine. I don't need your help. You can go

back now." Grace Smith said.

"I'm doing this out of kindness," Simon Brown said. When he saw how disgusted she was with him, he

felt as if his heart had been stabbed by a knife. "What happened between us?" Simon Brown asked.

"Simon Brown," Grace Smith said coldly, "I've already told you that I don't want to have anything to do

with you."

Especially after how he harassed her in his car last time, she would never want to speak to him again.

Now, he had come here alone, without informing Marry Smith. This really pissed Grace off further.

"I just want to help you," Simon said.

"You shouldn't have come here alone if you really wanted to help us," Grace said in a low voice. "It's

not like you don't understand that you need to avoid suspicion from Marry!"

“I don't mind that," Simon Brown said, his voice laced with pain. "I am in great pain now. I truly realized

how painful it was after I lost you." He confessed.

It was really ironic.

Grace Smith was rendered speechless.

This man was so loving to Marry Smith, following all her instructions when they were in Heinz Jones's

office. Now he came here to tell her this. Who did he think he was?

Grace asked coldly, "What does that have to do with us?"

"Grace," Simon Brown stepped forward and looked at her. "Let's have a talk, even if it's just a short

one. It comforts my pain!"

Huh.

Comfort? Who was she to comfort him?

"Sorry, brother-in-law, I'm not some sort of painkiller. You'd better go to the hospital if you need it. There

are all kinds of medication there," Grace said and walked to the door without hesitation.

Simon Brown saw that she was about to enter the house. He quickly stepped forward to stop her.

"Grace, give me some time," He said.

"No," Grace said in a cold voice, "I've been working the whole day. I'm exhausted. I just want to take a

rest now."

The door opened all of a sudden.

Gary Smith stood at the door with a cold face.

He was quick-eyed. He stood at the door without saying anything. His gaze could make someone's

blood run cold.

It was quite frightening.

Grace Smith took a look at her son, and his resemblance to Heinz Jones was uncanny!

She couldn't help thinking of that man.

Grace frowned and thought, "This child really looks like Heinz Jones."

Gary Smith saw her there, and said, "Mommy, come in."

"Okay," She said. She walked into the house.

Simon's eyes flashed with surprise when he saw the child's face, which was especially frightening.

Then he parted his lips and said, "Hello, Little Gary. I'm your uncle."

Gary Smith looked at Simon Brown and said with a poker face, "Uncle, please accept my

condolences."

Simon was stunned.

Even Grace was stunned and looked at the child in confusion.

Simon Brown frowned and asked, "Child, why did you said that?"

Gary said calmly, "Lately, I have been seeing uncle almost every day, but I have never seen auntie

around. So, I assumed that auntie must have passed away. Otherwise, why would you always come

here alone, uncle? And looks like you're in a hurry to find a new wife."

Simon Brown's face turned green.

Grace was also shocked by her son's words. He had caused Simon Brown's face to turn red.

"Little Gary, your auntie didn't pass away," Simon Brown explained with a flushed face.

"Ah?" Gary put on a surprised look. "I'm sorry, uncle. You always looked like you're in a hurry to find a

new wife, which made me misunderstand!"

Simon was stunned and didn't know what to say to rebuff the witty child.

Gary then said, "It's good to hear that auntie is fine. Otherwise, anyone who marries my uncle would

have a sad outcome."

Grace Smith wanted to laugh so badly.

Alice Smith, who was behind the door, couldn't hold it in and laughed so hard.

Grace seized the moment and said, "Goodbye, brother-in-law."

After that, she pulled her son into the house.

Simon Brown could only look at the closed door, he was extremely upset.

The fruits and toys at his feet were almost mocking him, making him look so embarrassing.

After entering the house, Grace glanced at her son and Alice.

"Haha," Alice laughed until her stomach hurt. "Little Gary really has a sharp tongue. It must be inherited

from our family."

Grace Smith took a look at her son. This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

The little one didn't seem to have a single care about what he had said earlier.

Grace rolled her eyes at her younger sister and asked her son sternly, "Little Gary, do you think you are

right to speak to your uncle in this manner?"

Gary Smith looked at his mother's angry face and retorted, "Why should I be embarrassed when he

does not even feel ashamed to look for a mistress when he is married?"