Steal my heart by Savannah Kade

Chapter 306 I’m Sorry and Thank You

When Cayne heard the word hunter again, he found that He disliked the word more and more.

Her eyes were incomparably clear and rational. At this moment, he felt a sense of embarrassment that was thoroughly seen through by others. She said there was no difference between the money of the past and the opportunity.

He really wanted to say that they were different.

However, in the next moment, he couldn't refute it. Was there a difference?

He naturally understood her meaning. If he wasn't so proficient in words, he could pretend that he didn't understand.

His hands gradually grew powerless.

There was no warmth in his palm. He stared at the woman's arm. It was strange that such a thin arm could easily fill the void in his palm.

It was strange that he felt so empty when her arm had disappeared from his palm.

In his eyes, the woman in front of him was vague. It was as if she was just an illusion.

Hunter?

He hated the word.

He could hear her rational response and see her clear eyes.

He also glanced at her black hair all the way down to her waist.

He couldn't accept it!

He couldn't accept it at all!

They were so close before. He could even remember the feeling when her hands were in his hands. It was so real!

"You're wrong." Cayne said, "You locked yourself in a cage. The name of the cage is the past. Grace, I look forward, but you look back."

"That is why you'll never be able to see me from your perspective."

Cayne said those words unhappily. His heart was filled with eagerness to control everything. He asked her,

"Do you think it is fair to me?"

The woman's shoulders trembled slightly and her eyelashes gently moved. She opened her pale lips slightly, and wanted to say something. But she didn't. Her gaze landed on the man's angry eyes. Instead, she calmed down.

"If I still have time..." She paused for a moment, and her eyes sparkled slightly. "If I have a choice, I will pretend to be arrogant and find Miffel to give up this opportunity." "Huh. You don't want to owe me a favor, do you?"

"Yes."

She said silently.

But she didn't answer him.

"Cayne, anyway, I'm very grateful for your help. Naturally, at the end of the day, I will repay you generously. I will not let you help me for nothing."

"Damn it. I don't want your return!"

"But there's only one thing I want," the man cursed impatiently. His chest heaved violently as he stared at her." If you want to thank me, give yourself to me. I won't accept anything else."

Her head ached a little. It didn't make sense.

"Three years ago, I admitted that I was wrong.

Isn't there a saying in China all will be forgiven if you correct your mistakes?

Do you want to lock yourself in the past forever?

Grace!"

He was rarely agitated. Cayne stared at her back. He was an excellent hunter, and he had always been disciplined. But today, at this moment, he did not want to stick to damn discipline! He wanted to indulge once!

He said that she was a gambler, but at this moment, he was the gambler.

When she was about to disappear from the door, he rushed over, suddenly hugging her.

Grace suddenly stiffened. She pursed her lips tightly and clenched her hands tightly. She pushed him away. She was not used to the intimacy from others.

She made the instructions in her mind.

Forbidden.

She was a qualified practitioner, and she had to get rid of the embrace behind her. It was warm. There was no doubt that Cayne's chest was warm. For many years, she had longed for the warmth and it was fine no matter who would give it to her.

But now, after those thousands of days, she was no longer used to being close to others.

Not to mention Cayne.

"I admit that I am despicable, but Grace, please walk out of the cage of the past."

He mentioned the cage several times. She was inexplicably irritated, and became angry.

"When cage?

When do I live in the past?

Mr. Cayne, I'm afraid you're hallucinating.

There was no such thing as a cage of the past.

Look at me. I'm fine now."

She scolded angrily.

She struggled to get out of his embrace.

"I don't understand what you're saying. All I know is that I'm fine now."

"Fine? Really? Grace, you're a self-deceiving liar! Are you really fine? What about Payne's illness and the things that happened to your family?"

"Grace, are you really fine?"

The man couldn't help but say directly. He suddenly stopped talking. He forced himself to calm down, and closed his eyes. He opened his eyes again. However, when he touched her long hair, his eyes lit up and he couldn't help but blurt out,

"Don't live in the past?"

Then why do you keep long hair? Who are you waiting for?

Waiting for Caden?

Is he that good?"

Grace's delicate face turned deathly pale instantly.

"Let go!"

She panicked and became confused. She lost control.

Ran.

Just ran.

Just ran away.

maybe she could forget

wouldn't be in a chaotic state, and

so, and

she escaped, Cayne's

He didn't believe it!

believe that he was worse than

power, appearance. He had all of these that a successful

failed to get women he wanted

that it made him lose control. Cayne's eyes were filled with unwillingness. Her struggle aroused the desire that had been suppressed in

you afraid that I will break the contract? Aren't you afraid that the cooperation between our two companies will

breath. "If you break the contract unilaterally, I'm afraid you'll have to pay a high

stated the

The man smiled faintly.

"I do need money."

the reason why the James Group wants to cooperate with me is probably

of the James Group is broken, the liquidated damages in my company

the sharing of our core technology after the cooperation. That's the necessary condition

and the James Group really valued was indeed the sharing of the core technology

was not something that could

she did not conceal anything when the contract was signed, at this

if it is? And what is your

burning as he stared at

Yes, he was despicable.

that at this moment, he was more like a gambler in danger.

he seemed to already know the answer, and even if it

moment, was Cayne really just obsessed

neither of them thought about this question. They did not think about it, nor did they have the time to

pinched her hand tightly. She

she actually

back then, she was just disappointed, and then told herself that her choice was different

secretly transferred a lot of cashes, causing the capital chain to break. She

chain of the James Group hadn't been broken, then

thousands of employees and thousands of families. People in the hospital were waiting for money

to the Royal Club three years ago and she had become a plaything that she was

have to go back

What should she do?

a deep breath and looked ahead, "Are you

asked, "Grace, what is

her hand. Without saying a word, she opened the door in front of

man behind her suddenly became

He didn't believe it!

to admit

couldn't he make

he was like a child that had obtained the candy he had longed for a

his grip on the woman's head. One second, two seconds, three seconds. An indescribable strange feeling

stopped and let her go. Looking at her, he met her

"Why aren't you hiding?"

looked down gently and said, "Are you satisfied?" Her hoarse words echoed

a sharp knife that mercilessly stabbed into

face turned pale

He gritted his teeth

pain that people could not

had this kind of feeling before in his

place hurt, then each part

the silence. There was only the sound of

door was opened, making

She was shocked and turned around,

said a word, and she could no longer blurt

and asked her, "Grace, I'm hungry. I want to eat noodles. Please cook them for me

moment, she could clearly feel the domineering situation. It was somewhat

down

a while, the

kitchen of

rent the private meeting hall, dining hall, and beach, but today, the

equipment was clean

the pot, and put some sauces into it. Not far away, the man sat at the table that

the stove quietly.

was in the living room. The old

of noodles made by her. At that time, he only felt

he had never eaten such food as noodles again, and he always felt that it was not

at Grace cooking noodles in an orderly manner in front of the stove. She was always

had long hair or short hair. In his eyes, there was only

was looking at her. And it was as if he could look through

He looked down and his gaze fell on the noodles in front of him... He realized that it wasn't three years ago. They didn't live in that old apartment building anymore. The noodles and chopsticks were placed in front of him,

two halves, and half of them were in the empty bowl he had brought back. There were

He picked up the onion from one bowl and placed it in another bowl bit by bit. Then he pushed

then did he sit down and slowly raise his chopsticks. He ate

immediately withdrew his gaze

the noodles in front

at an

bowl was empty, he suddenly looked at the woman who had put down the bowls and

Don't

at him and stood up silently, "Thank you. I'm sorry." She shouldn't have

would still choose to cooperate with Cayne. She wouldn't

eyes, and pulled up the chair. She took three

turned around

as she was taking a step forward, the man behind her

"Hey! Grace!"

the sudden emptiness in his heart. It was as if he had

He shouted at her,

keep her long hair for me! That's the

back to the man behind her. She smiled gently, "Bless you.

last noodles in the bowl and put it into his mouth.

empty, then

Who said that?

The man said

dining

and chopsticks on the table. The people who ate the noodles had already left

faster and faster. He rushed

The secretary-general was knocked sideways by the door before he could

It's too late.

the scene in front of him, the Secretary-General felt headache, "Duke, there's a guest in his

a charming and sexy beauty. There was no need to think about what happened in this

and before he

"Shit! Are you crazy?"

who was also tall, walked up to the wine cabinet, opened the cabinet and took out a bottle of whiskey, "Do you want to have

suddenly got up and casually put on a nightgown. He opened the drawer and wrote down a check. He handed

He smiled

will love this check

girl got the

a beauty away in such a gentle manner. Miffel, you're

hand at the Secretary-General,

of money to be like this.

that had not yet been