Chapter 163 The Night Workout

He carried Grace Smith up and threw her on the bed. She looked at him standing next to her, his figure looming above her in condescension. She felt every ounce of her dignity slipping away.

She felt bitter and wronged.

Heinz placed her on the bed. Seeing her struggling against his touch, he frowned and thought, "Is she that against it?"

He straightened his body, and his expression turned shallow.

He did not speak and appeared to be deep in thought.

Grace didn't say anything, but there was a hint of disdain in her eyes as she looked at him. "What is he trying to do? It doesn't matter how special he is, he's the same as every other man."

He glanced at her, "Have a good rest."

Grace was stunned.

Heinz didn't explain further - his tense expression cloaking his handsome features. He picked up his coat and turned to leave.

The door opened.

His silhouette slowly disappeared.

Grace was stunned, "Did he leave just like that?" she thought.