Steal my heart by Savannah Kade

Chapter 106 A Diary That Hiding Her Thoughts

"Crack..." With a harsh brake sound, the driver stretched out his head and yelled, "Damn it. Watch your way!"

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry..." Grace James hurriedly apologized, feeling a little lucky. Fortunately, the driver braked fast, so she only suffered small injuries.

Franklin Cordon stared at the driver coldly, "Watch your language. It's you hit her. You still blame her?"

Franklin said fiercely. The driver was a little scared of him. He murmured, "Go home to quarrel. Don't quarrel on the road." While talking, the driver drove away. Although Franklin's attitude was fierce, he knew that he could not blame the driver. He glanced over Grace again. She didn't fall seriously, but certainly she got some bruise. He hurriedly ran towards Grace, "Grace, don't move. I'll take you to the hospital."

"Don't come here!"

Grace sat on the ground but her expression became calm.

In the heavy rain, on the muddy ground, she raised her head in the rain. Her rough voice slowly sounded.

"Mr. Franklin, I don't need any happiness. I don't need any redemption. Now my life is fine. Please don't disturb my life anymore." 'Don't break into my life at will.'

When everything was immersed in darkness, that beam of hope light was not redemption, but sin.

Franklin's expression changed. He looked down at the person in the mud in the rain. The heavy rain also hit him. He ignored the woman's words and walked towards her.

Grace's expression changed drastically, "Don't come over!" She roared in a rough voice!

She rejected this man with practical actions who was going to break into her world.

"Mr. Franklin, do you know who I am?" In the rain, she chuckled lightly. The heavy rain covered the pain in her eyes. But her smile was even brighter, "Mr. Franklin, are you rich? If you have money, you will be my guest. I only care about money. You come to Royal Club with the money and I will not let you down."

She said, "Mr. Franklin, I'm waiting for you at Royal Club."

In shock, Franklin looked at the woman getting up from the muddy difficultly, limping away in the rain.

Her words were still echoing in his ears, "Are you rich? If you have money, you'll be my guest. I only care about money. I will not disappoint you when you come to Royal Club with money."

Ruby Carter told him that Grace loved money and could do everything for money.

He was noncommittal at that time. He understood Grace's difficulties.

confessed to her today and showed his real feelings to her, he never thought that this woman would still choose

money... Was there anyone in this

was a little lost

to take seriously for the first time in decades, and the other was money... But this woman seemed to love money more. Franklin stayed still until he could no longer see Grace's back in the distance. He came back to his sense suddenly. When he tried to chase her, there was no trace of

head, "No... If this woman really loves money, she should accept me,

him away, she should grab him,

became confused again...Why? Was it

he felt right. Franklin was confident,

door quickly, as if

she fell down just now. Fortunately, the driver stepped on the brakes in time. Fortunately, she wore the long clothes and trousers so she didn't suffer serious injuries. The bruise on her palm was not

on the side. After

was confused. She took the phone away deliberately to check the name at the screen of the phone. She was sure that it was Grace who was calling. She felt a little surprised, "Grace, what happened?" "...No, I'm

"That's OK," she agreed very quickly. "You, finally know to rest. Okay, take a good rest today.

they hung up

window and sat down slowly, pulling open the drawer and

and no leisure activities. This notebook became her only pastime and accompanied her

content of the latest one was:

description. It

ballpoint pen in it, Grace

suddenly. He asked me again if

was just a

didn't see

today he appeared in front of me again and asked

wanted to treat it

not. I saw his eyes were so serious

said he was serious. From his eyes, I

need to work hard to approach him; instead he would come close to me. He said that he would make me happy and would not make me cry.

Grace look like in your eyes? ...If I hadn't had the slightest feelings to him at that time, I wouldn't ask

much difference between me in his

said that I was strong, brave, and

him my humbleness and embarrassment, and expose the most embarrassing side to him. I could tell him in person, "No, I

me with his own eyes. I was humble,