With a slight quiver, Grace looked at the warmth in Heinz's eyes, and she was touched even more.
She really could feel Heinz's love for her.
Her heart instantly softened and she stared at Heinz in a daze.
He was really handsome. He had a perfect figure that was comparable to a model.
His shoulders were wide and his hips were narrow. He was indeed a very handsome man.
With or without clothes, he had a different style and temperament.
She looked down slightly and was suddenly stunned. She saw Heinz's scars clearly at a glance.
She recalled the last time she saw a scar on him.
Now, when she looked at him again, her mood changed.
Her heart ached a little.
Her hand was faster than her thoughts. When she felt the pain in her heart, she reached out and gently stroked the scar. She could not help asking softly, "How did you get hurt here?"
"It's been five or six years already," Heinz said. "I was capturing a person with Jensen and was attacked."