Steal my heart by Savannah Kade

Chapter 130 Change

When Grace saw the magnetic card, her shoulders trembled uncontrollably... He had guessed her thoughts long ago! The hair on Caden's forehead was wet, dripping with water droplets along the tips of his hair. He walked towards Grace. With no retreat, she swallowed subconsciously. She was really nervous.

"Mr. Caden, I was wrong! I apologize to you!" At the moment, an imperceptible light flashed under her eyes. While she was speaking, she was about to bend her knees to kneel towards the man.

A hand stretched out to support her arm steadily. As soon as Grace looked up, she saw his face. He looked down at her with a smile. "Mr. Caden... I, I apologize to you. I, I know I was wrong." "Oh? You know you were wrong?" The man lowered his head and asked with a smile, "Then you know where did you go wrong?"

He... what did Caden mean? Grace was up and down in her heart. "I should listen to Mr. Caden..." When she said this, she never thought that the trace of unwilling on her face was seen by the opposite man clearly.

Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by a soft laugh. Suddenly, Grace felt that her body suddenly became lighter, and her whole body was lifted into the air, "Mr. Caden!" Suddenly, she felt uneasy. Her expression changed instantly, so she screamed.

Before she had time to think about what this person was going to do to her, the next second, she was steadily put onto the bed. She was seated on the mattress. "Hush." The voice from the top of her head sounded. As soon as she raised her head, a black shadow came up. He reached out his hand towards her. She thought she was going to be beaten. "Don't beat me!"

Almost without thinking, she immediately screamed out instinctively when she saw Caden's hand towards her. Suddenly, she trembled with fear...

The man standing by the bed narrowed his eyes. He looked at his hand, and then at the woman who was holding her head in fright... He keenly found that the woman's behavior just now was entirely a reflex. A defensive move made instinctively.

In his deep eyes, the colder got deeper... He suddenly grabbed her just now. If this happened to others, they would try to avoid him at best, but his action caused a person to hug her head mentally, begging for mercy and yelled "Don't hit me"... There was a faint murderous intent in Caden's eyes.

Grace clenched her teeth and covered her head with her hands. Her defensive movements were more professional than those practiced men. If it would give scores, she would definitely get full marks.

With her head buried in her chest, her eyes closed and her eyelashes trembled, waiting for the pain that fell on her body, like a death row prisoner waiting for death. Suddenly, a hand fell on top of her head softly. Her eyelids trembled, fiercely biting her lips... Was it finally coming?

But she did not wait for the fist. There was just a buzzing hair dryer in the ear.

After that... She was shocked.

want to hit

Grace to dry

ridiculous

the feelings on the top of her head were really real. She

was this

With a command, Grace sat down even more

slight hum from the hair dryer in the bedroom. There was no other sound in

"All right."

The man said again.

woman on the bed looking at him with guard. He walked towards the

he was going to close the door, and then... "Oh, by the way, you have to take off your clothes before sleep. Don't make my bed dirty. You know,

Then... he went out?

Click.

the door closed gently, Grace wonder if she was mistaken-the man had left

before she could breathe a sigh of relief, the door was pushed

the man took out a blanket from the cabinet on the side. He said nothing, and went

that he didn't

the person's intentions... Whether it was to help her dry hair or taking

the room and go to the living room to take a look. Did

end, she chuckled silently. Did she really expect that

she

never thought that the moment when she opened the door, she would never go back to the

he threw a set of clothes to her, and he himself began to tidy up the sleeves of the white shirt. "Come with

company... Isn't it