Steal my heart by Savannah Kade

Chapter 303 Teach Personally Grace felt that her body was pressed by something, so she reached out and pushed it. But she couldn't push it away.

When she woke up, she was given a "big surprise".

"Why did you sleep under my blanket?" She was annoyed. So she stretched out her hand and pushed the person next to her heavily. That person said as he was pushed by her, "Good morning, Grace." "Caden." Grace said angrily as she looked at the sleepy man, "I said you can't get close to me. Why did you sleep under my blanket?" The man got up hurriedly and said, "I don't know. Don't be angry, Grace." He got up in a hurry and fell onto Grace's body again.

She suddenly opened her eyes wide and could feel something burning right in front of her. Two seconds past. Bang! "Caden!" She pushed him away and the quilt fell onto the ground. "You!" She glared at the man's pajamas, and noticed that something becbigger between his legs. "You!" "Grace, I don't feel good." The man's face blushed.

When Grace saw his innocent expression, she felt angry immediately.

She got out of bed without saying a word. She did not look at the person behind her and went to the bathroom. As she walked, she scolded herself. She was really stupid. How could she sleep with Caden? When she remembered the familiar sensation, she rubbed her body ruthlessly, rubbing it badly again and again. After washing up, she returned to her room.

She looked at him and said, "Why are you still here?" The man opened his pitch-black eyes and leaned against the wall helplessly, gasping for breath. "Hot, Grace. I feel so uncomfortable." Grace suddenly clenched her fists. Of course, she knew what was wrong with him, and she also knew what was going on.

Last night, she treated this person like a child and allowed him to sleep beside her. The more Grace thought about it, the more annoyed she became. "Go to the bathroom." She said coldly.

He nodded obediently and went to the bathroom.

She no longer cared about this matter.

Fifteen minutes passed. But he still didn't cout of the bathroom.

She waited in the living room impatiently. Then she walked to the bathroom.

He knocked on the door, "Hey, are you OK?" There was no response from inside.

She frowned slightly, "Caden?" But there was no sound from inside.

The next second.

"Bang!" With a loud bang, Grace was shocked and then shouted, "Caden." Without thinking much, she opened the door and barged in.

"You!" she was suddenly astonished. "What are you doing?" The man fell to the ground. The shower head was spraying water over his head. She took a few steps forward and reached out her hand. She found the water was cold.

"What are you doing? It is so cold. Why are you doing this early in the morning?" "What do you want? Do you want to be sick again? Caden! I'm already very tired. Can you stop causing trouble for me?" She said angrily as she closed the water valve on the shower head.

Grace did not complain about the tiredness that she had encountered over the years. Besides the work, she had to take care of a patient who had lost all his memories. She never complained about her tiredness.

But at this moment, seeing this person was taking a cold shower early in the morning, all sorts of emotions in the past few days erupted.

"What the hell are you doing? Caden!" "Do you understand how tired I am?" "Do you understand that I deal with that mess every day in horror, and work in a business that I don't like at all?" "Do you understand that I have to be brave every morning when I wake up?" "I have no tat all, and I couldn't waste time." "I'll have to face you when I get home." "Do you understand? I was very tired to take care of you!" She shouted at him, and the man was shocked by her.

She knew that she shouldn't bring her bad emotions hand vent all her complaints on him.

However, she could not help but feel that this person seemed to be opposed to her. He was taking a cold shower. Once she shouted loudly, she couldn't control herself and those bad emotions flowed like water.

She used all her strength to shout and roar. Suddenly, she fell to the ground and leaned against the wall behind her. Her strength seemed to have been drained all of a sudden. She reached out her trembling hands and covered her eyes dispiritedly. She had to admit that she was already on the verge of collapse.

No crying, no noise, and calm as water. It was an illusion.

"Caden," the woman covered her eyes and said with a dispirited expression. "Why can't I be the one that loses memory?" Could there be a reset key? As long as you press it, life would be completely formatted and restarted. "Grace, don't cry. It's my fault. Please don't cry. I'm wrong." The man's panicked voice rang in her ears.

Grace closed her eyes. Her tears ran wild. She was tired of the James Group, den, the sick Payne, Jafar who had left behind an empty James Group. She was tired of Mrs. James. She called Grace every tto complain about how bad Payne's illness was and how unsatisfactory she was. She was also tired of Jafar's lover. Jafar's lover always asked for the status of her child in the James family from tto time.

She wanted to laugh again. She never dreamed that after enduring for so long, she would completely collapse on such an ordinary morning.

"Grace, I was wrong. Grace. Grace."

Caden hugged her tightly and called out her nagain and again, I'm seemed that he was calling out his beloved lover. The corner of her lips curved into a mocking arc. "Letgo." For a long time, she moved gently, but she pushed the person away. She got up from his warm embrace and said, "Don't get a cold shower anymore." She instructed the child-like man as if nothing had happened. She looked down. Only she knew that she still had things to do.

This was the reason why she couldn't collapse.

"I didn't mean to. I feel hot. It's so uncomfortable." The man said shyly.

Grace was dumbfounded. Just now, she didn't think about it at all. She m stared at him for a while. So, he didn't know how to relieve himself. And did that kind of memories of also disappear?

She looked down slightly, and she glanced at that place of him. It was still erect. His pajamas were wet with the water from the shower head. Now that his pajamas were sticking to his body, that place beceven more obvious. Looking at him, she saw that he blushed. His pitch-black eyes were wet with water. It was as if he was enduring ssort of painful torture.

"Wait." She ran out and picked up the phone on the bedside table. How could she explain to that person? "Grace, why did you calledso early in the morning? Don't you sleep?" On the other end of the phone, Ingemar said unhappily, "What is the emergency?" "Well." When she was about to say it, she found that she didn't know how to tell Ingemar. Ingemar was already impatient and said, "Hurry up." "Nothing." She hung up the phone.

She turned around. In the bathroom, the man was still looking at her with his wet eyes.

Grace gritted her teeth and walked over. She forcefully reached out her hand and grasped it.

"Oh," the man groaned comfortably instantly.

Grace's blushed. She immediately let go of her hand and said, "See, if you feel uncomfortable in the future, do as I did just now." After saying that, she turned around and quickly left the bathroom. Her ears were scarlet red.☐☐☐☐☐ Ashburn