Steal my heart novel (Grace James and Caden Shaw)

Chapter 302 Exception

During meal, the eater Grace was silent, and the other one just looked at her.

The woman ate without saying a word. The man on the other side looked at her quietly with his hands

supporting his chin.

Those people who didn’t know would probably think they were a couple for years.

In the dead of night.

According to the weather forecast, there would be arrival of a cold current. It was during this night that it

suddenly turned cold.

When Grace heard the rustling sound, she woke up and listened carefully. Only then did she realize

that the rustling sound came from under the bed.

She sat up gently and looked under the bed.

She always felt that this man was strange. The sofa in the living room was better than the floor in her

bedroom. However, this person was strange. He was willing to lay on the floor in her bedroom instead

of sleeping in the living room.

If she could choose, she would sleep on the sofa in the living room.

At this moment, the man under the bed trembled, and his hands wrapped around his body tightly,

shrinking like a shrimp.

“Are you awake?” In the dark night, the woman asked slowly.

The bedroom was quiet and there was no response.

“That’s not the way to pretend to be asleep.” She said indifferently.

After a long while, the person on the ground finally rolled over and opened his eyes to look at her

awkwardly.

Naturally, in the bedroom, the woman did not see that person’s embarrassing expression at night.

“Grace.” The man whispered to show that he was awake.

The woman on the bed moved, “My feet are cold.”

When he heard this, the man on the ground immediately got up and said, “Are you cold? I’ll help you

warm it up, and it won’t be cold anymore.”

She didn’t think about it. Within a moment, her ice-cold feet seemed to be in a heater. Although she

had long been accustomed to having her feet cold, she couldn’t help but feel comfortable instantly.

“Recently, have you remembered anything?”

She asked as if she was chatting.

The person at the end of the bed covered her feet as he pressed his fingers on the acupoints of her

feet nimbly.

Hearing this, he said indifferently, “Grace is so strange. Ingemar is also strange. You always ask me if I

remember anything.”

Have I forgotten anything?”

In the dark night, a pair of bright black eyes looked at her. Grace opened her mouth, but she didn’t

know what she should say.

What did he forget?

“Grace, you always ask me whether I remember something. What should I remember?

If I really forgot something, you remembered it. So you should tell me.”

Under the quilt, the woman’s hand clenched for a long time. “Why did you block those sticks for me that

night?”

She had always wanted to ask, but she didn’t. Her eyes flashed.

“It hurts, doesn’t it? Caden is the one who’s afraid of pain most. Right?”

She said gently and calmly, and then pursed her lips.

“Yes. Caden is afraid of pain most.”

However, Caden didn’t want Grace to feel any pain.

That night, when Caden saw Grace being beaten, he didn’t know why. He felt so uncomfortable that he

wanted to hug her tightly. Caden was more uncomfortable when he saw Grace was in pain.”

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Lights shot in from outside the window, and they adapted to the darkness.

Grace could vaguely see the man at the end of the bed. He said, “Every time you ignored me, I would

feel hurt.” She saw the man covering his chest as he said, “It hurts so much. Grace, am I sick?”

Her hands under the quilt suddenly clenched tightly, and her palms instantly became wet with sweat.

The man asked her in a daze that if he was ill.

Grace stared blankly at the figure at the end of the bed for a long time. She opened her mouth several

times and didn’t know what she should say.

“My feet are warm.” After a while, her feet became warm. Her feet pressed down rhythmically, but it

was quiet. She broke the silent atmosphere and just said this sentence.

She knew that the person was intellectual impairment now. So there was no need to listen carefully to

what he said.

That was right. A man who was intellectual impairment was no different from an ignorant child. It was

not an exaggeration to say that he was an idiot. There was no need to listen to what a fool has said.

She did not notice it herself, and laughed self-deprecatingly unknowingly. The funniest thing was that

the most beautiful love words she had ever heard in her life were said by a fool.

“I will take a look.”

Grace was still immersed in her thoughts. So she did not notice what the man at the end of the bed

said or did.

However, when she saw the end of the bed, she was shy and shocked. She shrunk her feet and said,

“What are you doing?”

However, the man put her foot down with great satisfaction, stuffed it back into the quilt, and covered it,

“Well, they are warm now.”

Suddenly, she realized what had just happened and her face blushed uncontrollably. Thinking of what

he did just now, she immediately became angry from embarrassment, “Even if you want to see if my

feet are warm or not, you don’t have to test it with your face!”

She realized that this person was actually holding her feet and touched the instep of her feet to see if

her feet were really warm. Grace felt embarrassed.

She did not see that her face blushed. She glared at the person at the end of the bed angrily. Her eyes

were moist and full of spirit due to anger. The man at the end of the bed was dumbfounded when he

saw her beautiful eyes.

“Don’t be angry. I will get out of bed.”

“Wait...” She reached out and clenched her pajamas under the blanket.

“Huh?”

The man was shocked. One of his feet was on the bed and the other foot was on the ground. He turned

around and stared at her, “What did you say?”

She hesitated and suddenly looked down, “Go to sleep.”

“OK.”

“I say, tonight is an exception. You can sleep in bed.”

“Huh?”

Grace was a little angry as he stared at her blankly, “What? It turned could in the night. If you get fever,

I’ll be blamed by Ingemar and the others again.”

I don’t want to take care of you anymore.”

As she spoke, she moved to the side of the bed and pointed to the side, “You sleep here.”

That person suddenly became happy and crawled over happily. Suddenly, he pounced on the bedside

beside her.

“Sleep here and take your quilt.” Grace said, “You sleep under your blanket. Also, you are not allowed

to touch me without my permission.”

He had already lied on the bed again, holding the quilt with delight.

The woman could feel the sinking of the bed. She bit her lips with a hint of hesitation.

It shouldn’t matter.

He was just a child.

Suddenly, she thought her was so suspicious. She was overthinking it.

There was no need to be on guard against a kid.

“Good night.”

She shrank to the side and turned to the side, leaving some space for a person.

Beside her, the man lay down and turned to her side. He looked at her back and thought that Grace

was so nice.