True Fated Marriage (Grace and Heinz)

Chapter 43

Grace just took two steps, and then she was lifted into the air.

"Ah—" Grace screamed in fear.

"Well, sorry to offend you." Simon picked her up and went straight to the car.

"Simon, you B*stard," Grace shouted and scratched at Simon with both hands.

But Simon did not let go of her no matter how much she kicked and scratched.

Soon, Simon shoved Grace into his car and got in.

"Grace. Just listen to me." Simon said in a low voice with red eyes.

"I won't." Grace glanced at him coldly. "Simon, let me out of the car."

Simon looked at her within his eyes. He was very dangerous. "Grace, don't force me. I don't want to

hurt you. But if you force me again, I don't know what I will do."

Grace took a deep breath and said, "Simon, I've told you everything. You're my brother-in-law now.

Please remember it at all times."

"Fuck this brother- in- law title. I just want to start over with you." Simon said, "You must give me the

opportunity."

"Must?" Grace sneered and pushed Simon fiercely. If Grace wanted to get out of the car, she can never

give him a chance. "I don't have time to deal with you. Get out of my way."

Grace immediately turned her head and tried to open the door on the other side, but it was locked and

couldn't be opened.

Just as Grace was about to turn around, she was shrouded in a shadow, Simon was on top of her. He

bent over and grabbed her leg. His hand move upwards.

Grace's blood turned cold in an instant.

Grace looked at Simon's hand on her pale leg. She regretted instantly. Why did she wear a skirt today,

and it was too short.

Simon touched her knees with his slender hand and stopped there. "Grace, I don't want to do this. I just

want to talk, but you've evaded me again and again. I have to do this."

Simon stopped talking and tore off her underwear beneath her skirt.

Grace was frightened.

Grace widened her eyes and said angrily, "Simon, you are crazy."

How could he use such a dirty method to force her? It was really hateful.

"Bang-"

Grace slapped him hard.

Simon's face trembled slightly but he remained unmoved. He held her underwear in his hand and said

slowly, "Grace, six years ago, you were supposed to be my wife, but there was a mistake. Are you

willing for us to be apart just like that?"

"I don't want to talk to you." Grace pursed her lips and grabbed her skirt. "Get lost."

"You are too cold to me." Simon scolded coldly.

Simon approached Grace, breathing on her face, even the hair on her forehead tensed up.

Grace saw the pain in his eyes. There was also anger in his eyes. With all her strength, Grace slapped

his face again.

"You!" Simon's eyes were filled with anger as if he wanted to swallow her alive.

Grace was shocked.

The phone rang.

Simon was stunned and looked at his phone.

A hint of fierceness and struggle flashed in Simon's eyes. She took this opportunity to steal a look at

the phone and saw the two words "Marry Smith".

Seeing that Simon was hesitating, she quickly accepted the call.

Simon was stunned for a moment and he hung up quickly.

Grace took the opportunity to push Simon away, climbed over him and opened the door. She jumped

out of the car and ran away.

At this time, Grace was in a mess with only a skirt and no undergarment, so she could not go to work.

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Unexpectedly, Simon got out of the car and followed her again.

Grace crossed the road recklessly, despite the danger of cars running her down.

There was only one thing in her mind: escape.

Her mind was running wildly, and she was very tired.

This unending fear made Grace fill dizzy.

After running for a period of time, Grace crashed into a hard embrace.

She felt a warm and familiar breath on her face. Grace quickly raised her head and looked into a pair of

dark eyes, dark as obsidian, like a vortex, which could easily suck her soul.

Her hair was in a mess and she looked a little embarrassed.

"What are you running for?" Heinz growled unhappily, "Grace, what do you think you are doing, running

on the streets without anything under your skirt. Do you want to let people on the street see

everything?"