True Fated Marriage (Grace and Heinz)

Chapter 107

"Damn it!" Heinz Jones growled, "Why didn't you bring her lunch?"

Lester touched his nose and said gloomily, "I did not dare to buy her lunchprivately without your

permission. I was afraid that you'll be angry. You seemed very upset today."

"Lester, how dare you talk back?" Heinz snarled.

Lester immediately shut up and pursed his mouth tightly. He felt that it was too difficult to be an

assistant - he had to figure out his boss's enigmatic thoughts all the time! If he guessed wrongly, he

would be scolded badly!

He was really in a pickle, wasn't he?

Watching their conversation, the doctor frowned and said, "If you want to quarrel, please don't do it

here. Now, I'm going to explain Miss Smith's condition. She has long-term malnutrition and is suffering

from anaemia and hypoglycemia. It's easy for her to feel dizzy when her blood sugar level dips, and

she will faint when it's too serious."

Heinz frowned and said, "This woman loves eating meat so much. Why would she have

hypoglycemia?"

"The reason why she craves meat is because she is malnourished. Therefore, a regular healthy person

may not understand this." The doctor said, "Don't you know this? It's general knowledge, Mr. Hot-

Tempered?"

Heinz glowered with his sword-like eyebrows, and his sharp eyes fell on the doctor's face.

The doctor was stunned by his stare. He cleared his throat immediately and said, "Mr. Jones, we've

already given Miss Smith nutritional medication. Please prepare some easy-to-digest food quickly. Let

her have it after she wakes up and she can be discharged after the intravenous drip is over.

Heinz had not expected this to happen.

The doctor turned and left.

Lester immediately looked at Heinz's darkened face and said, "President, I'm going to buy her lunch

right away. I'll be back soon."

Heinz glanced at him coldly and pointed at him without saying a word.

Lester was frightened and he immediately apologized, "It was my fault, president. I was inept!"

"It's good that you know," He said in a cold voice. "Hurry up and go buy it."

"Yes." Lester ran off to buy some food for Grace Smith.

Heinz followed the nurse into the private ward.

Grace had an intravenous drip on her. At the moment, she had not woken up yet and she was sleeping

quietly. Her face was still pale and her lips were a little dry. Her small face was as only big as a palm

and it was very adorable to look at.

Staring at her, Heinz looked rather distressed.

He had not taken good care of her and thought that Lester would manage her lunch. He didn't expect

that the guy was so careless that he didn't do anything about it today!

When he looked at Grace again, there was a touch of pity and regret in his eyes that he didn't even

realize.

Grace did not move at all.

She was in deep sleep, and she was struggling in her dreams. She was dreaming over her other child

who had supposedly died.

In her dreams, she saw a swaddling cloth, but she couldn't see the baby inside it. Then, she saw that

the swaddling cloth being thrown into a garbage bag. She wanted to shout, but her throat seemed to be

restrained, and she couldn't yell out at all.

She could only watch the garbage bag being pulled away from her, and then she kept running after the

medical waste truck.

The truck kept driving forward as if the driver didn't see her.

It was too fast.

She couldn't catch up with it.

She still kept chasing after the truck. Then, she witnessed the garbage from the truck being thrown into

a compressor to be processed. After that, the medical waste bags had been compressed into cubes.

No!

Her child was still there.

However, no one paid any attention to her and no one could see her.

Her heart ached so much that she felt like she was suffocating. The feeling had gone out of control and

she could not breathe.

Her other child was gone, lost, just like that.

"Ah-" All of a sudden, she woke up.

Grace sat up with sweat dripping down her forehead, and she was a little absent-minded. She opened

her eyes, only to see that she was being administered a drip, at the foot of her bed, there was a tall

figure.

She was stunned, and her eyes met Heinz's gaze.

Her long eyelashes were still stained with tears, and she looked very attractive that way. Her dream

was seemed too real and the pain was heartbreaking, and her eyes were reddened from sadness.

This made Heinz's heart sore.

He looked at her tear and could not help but reach out his hand, wanting to gently wipe the tears from

her eyelashes. However, at that moment, he suddenly thought of Jensen.

Heinz's hand instantly froze in the air. His eyes flashed a trace of irritation and regret, and then he

forced himself to withdraw his hand.

Grace's vision was a little blurry, and her eyes were filled with tears. Nevertheless, she still clearly saw

what he had done just now. He wanted to wipe her tears, but he refrained from doing it.

This move made her heart tighten.

She really didn't understand what was going on with him.

Then, he said in a hoarse voice, "You didn't have lunch?"

Grace felt a stab in her heart, she felt inexplicably sad.

Perhaps this question was not what she wanted to hear.

"Yes!" she answered faintly. When she saw that it was a ward, she sighed in her heart. She was just

thinking that she must bring biscuits the next day and should never rely on anyone again.

In fact, she could really depend on anyone wholeheartedly.

See, what a waste of money it was, to be admitted to the hospital.

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"Why didn't you eat?" He frowned and asked.

After hesitating for a while, she couldn't answer.

In fact, she could have gone out and eaten by herself. However, at that time, she assumed that she

was still not considered an official employee at Jones Estate, so it was not appropriate for her to go in

and out of the staff canteen. What's more, she didn't know which floor the staff canteen was on.

But she couldn't deny that she had also been misled by Heinz's charm.

There were many ways she could have settled her lunch, but yet she chose to depend on him.

"Sorry for the trouble." She said softly, "Tomorrow, I will manage my lunch by myself. Mr. Jones, you

don't have to worry about it."

Her attitude was polite and distant.

Her words pierced at his heart like sharp knives.

He opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.

The atmosphere fell into silence.

Grace wiped her face with her hand that wasn't connected to the drip. She wiped away her sweat and

tears, to show that she was tough, and that didn't care about it at all.

Her vision also became much clearer in an instant.

"Mr. Jones, you can go if you are busy. I will manage the hospital bill on my own and I won't hold you

up. Please leave." She was still so cold.

"Grace, you don't have to talk to me like this." Heinz scowled and said coldly with sharp eyes, "I won't

go, whether it's from your career, your life, or..."

He paused and said impatiently, "In short, I'll bring you back to my office to pack your things after you're

done with the drip."

Grace said stubbornly, "No need forthat, Mr. Jones.

I will take care of myself. I won't bother you."

"What's wrong with you?" Heinz shouted angrily, "I'm responsible for you, even if you want to die. You

passed out in my office, how can I leave you alone?"

"I fainted because I didn't take care of myself. It's none of your business. You can really go," She said

coldly.