True Fated Marriage (Grace and Heinz)

Chapter 35

Grace could tell that his voice was particularly hoarse and full of restraint.

Heinz' s body also became stiff. Grace immediately avoided his gaze.

There was still a faint scent of smoke left on her after he kissed her. Grace took a deep breath and

closed her red lips. She sighed in her heart, but still said coldly, "Can I get out the car?"

Heinz stared at her deeply, got off the car, stood by the car and blocked the door. "Lester, bring Miss

Smith home and take a look at her marriage certificate. If you don't see the marriage certificate, you are

fired."

Lester was shocked and looked terrified.

Grace was also stunned and could not speak at all. She felt numb.

Grace quickly got out of the car and shouted at Heinz with a pale face, "Heinz, I will not show your

assistant my marriage certificate."

Heinz glanced through her face lightly. "You can't show it to Lester because you don't have one, do

you?"

Grace's face turned pale and she felt a little weak. "Who said I do not have one?"

"Then why are you stuttering?" Heinz asked.

"I, I didn't." Grace denied. The more she wanted to confront him, the more she could not keep her

calm. In her hurry to clarify herself, she began to stutter.

"No?" Heinz chuckled, and his thin lips were as sharp as knives. "No stutter or no marriage certificate?"

Grace was stunned. This man was too powerful.

It was impossible that she was not stuttering. She was stuttering so badly.

Of course, there was no marriage certificate.

But Grace couldn't admit it.

Grace changed the subject. "Whether I have the certificate or not, I have no obligation to show you."

As soon as Grace finished, Heinz trapped her between his body and the car.

Grace retreated and could only lean against the car.

Heinz lowered his head and stared at her firmly, admiring her guilty expression and the fear hiding in

her eyes. For some reason, he felt very happy.

It was fun to play cat-and-mouse game.

There was a faint smile in his deep eyes. Heinz was in a good mood and raised his lips, which made

him look even more vicious but handsome.

"Well, you don't have a marriage certificate, do you?" Heinz said in a low voice with certainty.

Grace was startled. Looking up at his smiling eyes, she took a deep breath and denied, "It's my

business. It's none of your business. It's my business whether I have a marriage certificate or not."

"No, it's definitely not only your business." Heinz grabbed Grace's waist with one hand and reached out Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

the other hand to touch her hair. Then he slipped down and grabbed her small chin again.

"You—" Grace was about to speak.

Heinz suddenly lowered his head and kissed her again.

Heinz was more forceful than the previous time.

Grace was still clear in the mind, but the more breath Heinz drew from her, the more irrational she

became. It was as if Grace had fallen into a muddy swamp and found it extremely difficult to extricate

herself.

Grace was very annoyed. She had given birth to a child, but she had no experience in this at all. She

could not resist the man in front of her.

Lester, who was standing next to them, turned his back on them and did not dare to look at them again.

"Was this still the president I used to know?" thought Lester.

It was terrifying.

At this moment, Heinz suddenly let go of Grace.

Grace was so unstable that she almost fell over.

Fortunately, she still had the car to support her from falling.

Heinz narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "I'll ask you one last time. Do you have a marriage

certificate or not?"

"Yes." Grace shouted hurriedly.

Heinz suddenly grabbed her wrist and said, "Say it again."

Grace felt that if she said yes, Heinz would strangle her.

But if she didn't have one, wouldn't Heinz be pestering her again?

No.

"Yes, I do, but I don't want to show it to you." Grace said shamelessly. She just refused to admit it.

"If that's the case, the next time I see you, well go straight to a hotel." Heinz was not angry. He squinted

his eyes and said word by word, "I'm willing to step into your marriage. Lester, send her back."