Heart Stolen by A Heartless Man

"Don't!" Hattie hurriedly grabbed hold of Greyson and finally spoke, "Greyson, please, don't open it..." She knew the moment she spoke, Jensen must have heard her from the other side of the door.

She closed her eyes hopelessly and finally gave up on resisting.

Greyson held her chin and lifted her head.

"Continue, Hattie," He said, "Continue to moan..."

Hattie felt her whole body trembling but she couldn't make a sound.

"If you don't, I'll open the door right now..." Greyson added.

"No!" Hattie pressed on the door hurriedly. "I'll do it..."

Under extreme shamefulness, she moaned with a pale face. In that moment, she gave up all her pride to Greyson.

And watched him trampled on it ruthlessly.

On the other side of the door, she heard Jensen had left.

Heard him leaving, Hattie finally let go of all her tension and fell in Greyson's arms.

When this ordeal was finally over, she had no strength left in her and could only lie on the ground. She didn't even have the strength to move her fingers. Greyson put his clothes back on, squatted down and stroked Hattie's cheek. His action was gentle but his voice was menacingly cold.

"I told you, Hattie, I'll make both Jensen and you lose everything you have. It won't be long until that happen..."

Then he got up and left the room.

Seeing him left, Hattie used all the strength left in her to get up and close the door shut.

After half an hour resting in the lounge, she finally had the strength to get up and walk out the lounge.

"Hattie..." Jensen was waiting right outside the doorway.

Hattie's face immediately turned pale and she couldn't move a muscle anymore.

Jensen walked over with long strides and put his coat on Hattie.

"I only entered after Greyson left..." Jensen explained, "Don't worry, I don't know anything else....."

This ambiguous explanation made Hattie feel both warm and awkward.

"Let me take you home." Jensen put an end to the topic and helped Hattie walked out the building.

Greyson's car was parked by the roadside at the building's doorway.

Seeing how Jensen took care of Hattie, Greyson's hands on the steering wheel tightened. His eyes were storming with abyss darkness. "Greyson, are we leaving yet?" Rowan said softly while looking at the direction where Greyson was gazing, "What are you looking at?"

"Nothing." Greyson retrieved his gaze from the building expressionlessly.

But in that moment, Rowan saw Hattie, the woman in Jensen's embrace.

Rowan ordered her people to look into Greyson's background since they got engaged, so she was familiar with this woman named Hattie. However, Rowan didn't see her as a threat at all.

Because Hattie was just a woman who was inferior to her in terms of both money and looks, so she had nothing to worry about.

Greyson might be having a crush on Hattie for the time being, but to Rowan, Hattie was just a scum she wouldn't even care to bother.

"Let's go shopping, I want to pick our wedding rings..." Rowan said softly, her smile became sweeter when Greyson shifted his gaze on her. "Okay?" Greyson glanced at her and said blandly, "Sure."

He then started the car and left without giving that whore another gaze.

And that was that.

Hattie Moss was just a despicable woman who approached guys for their money. She wasn't worth it for him to keep thinking about her.

After they went back to the mansion, Hattie soon had a high fever and then admitted to the hospital.

Her illness fluctuated for three days before it finally subsided.

Her high fever subsided into a regular fever.

But her body check up results were not as quite promising.

"Your blood test shows you have extremely low levels blood platelets and white blood cells, which means you have extremely weak immune system and blood clotting ability. We have never encountered any case like yours before, so we advise you to take a thorough body check-up abroad. Also, from now on you have to be careful not to fall sick or get any physical injuries...because even the slightest illness or injury can put your life in danger."0000