In the face of such displeasure, Grace's eyes grew damp, and an inexplicable pain was hidden in her eyes.
Heinz appeared with such perfect timing.
Grace held on to his arm with both hands and rested her whole body on him as if she was drowning and had finally caught on to a life-ring.
"Help, help me." Grace half cried.
After saying this, Grace turned around in fright.
Heinz followed her gaze and looked behind her. He did not see anyone chasing after her.
Earlier, when Heinz was in his car, he found Grace running wildly across the streets. Her clothes were very messy and fluttering in her stride. He was worried and got out of the car.
"No one is coming after you," Heinz said in a deep voice.
Grace instantly relaxed.
When Grace looked up at him, she realized that she had grabbed his arms tightly. She immediately loosened her grip and was very nervous.
"Don't be afraid. I'm here," Heinz said.