Send You all Stars in the Sky Chapter 15: Choose Me or Mason

"If you want to marry Mason, don't even think about it!"

Hearing what he said, Grace burst out laughing: "Carl, do you think you can lock me up here? Then you underestimate me too much."

"Then you can try." His slender fingers gently flashed across her cheek, and the evil spirit smiled, "If you dare to leave here one step, I will cut off one toe of Aaron. If you walk ten steps, one of his legs will be gone. As a result, no operation can save him."

For an instant, Grace's hand was crushed into a fist and his whole body was shaking.

"Therefore, you'd better obey and keep your widow, otherwise, the people you care about will leave you one by one." He smiled contentedly, stretched out his hand and patted her on the face, which released her.

"Carl, you are a devil!" She shouted loudly at him.

Hearing what she said, his chiseled face flashed a little strange, but he didn't say much. He just looked at her deeply, turned around and left the villa.

Carl lost her cell phone and clothes. Every day she was asked to wear white coarse linen clothes, eat vegetarian food, and kneel in front of the mourning hall in Caleb every night to atone for her sins.

She could not contact Mason and could not find Aaron, so she did not dare to make a move.

In a twinkling of an eye, a week passed.

Grace counted the days and realized that he could no longer sit here and wait for death.

But Carl arranged for her a nanny and bodyguard. Even if she wanted to escape, she could not escape at all.

And he always keeps his word. If she really escapes, Aaron will definitely die miserably.

Therefore, she came up with an extreme solution.

It was very cold in Romantic city in December. Grace wore a very thin white skirt and stood on the cold winter night, allowing the cold wind to blow wantonly on him.

She was trembling with cold and her lips were purple, but she still stood there motionless, letting the leaning bean-sized hail hit her hard.

She read the weather forecast and there will be sleet tonight.

She knew that even if she froze to death here, Carl would not let her go, but she still wanted to gamble.

Only in this way can she leave the villa and contact the outside world.

As time went by, Grace felt colder and colder and her head became dizzy. Finally, she could no longer hold on and fell into the heavy snow all over the sky.

In a trance, she seemed to see a familiar figure rushing up and holding her tightly in her arms.

She seems to have dreamed again.

In the dream, the familiar voice has been ringing in her ear.

"Grace, wake up..."

"Grace, I command you to wake up!"

"Grace, you are not allowed to die without my permission..."

"Grace... Grace..."

Sound, is his call.

Unfortunately, it is a dream after all.

… …

Opening his eyes again, Grace found himself in the hospital.

She shook her groggy head and was just about to get up when she heard Carl's mocking voice in her ear. "Grace, you have developed your skills, have you? He also learned to kill himself."

She raised her blurred eyes to look at him and grunted coldly, "Mr. Bo, just leave me alone. Anyway, you have long hoped that I would die, haven't you?"

"I will not let you die easily." However, he leaned over her and smiled, "I will keep you by my side and torture you little by little so that you can live better than die."

"You!" Grace was trembling with anger with his hands pinched into a fist.

At this moment, the door of the ward was suddenly pushed open vigorously.

Grace got a fright when he saw the man standing at the door. It was Mason.

He walked up to Carl step by step and sneered, "Boss Carl, what are you doing to my fiancee?"

Carl's handsome eyes narrowed, turned slowly, and his thin lips gently opened, "Mr Mason, she owes me this."

"Is it?" Mason grunted coldly, took out a cheque from his bag, looked him straight at and said, "How much does Grace owe you? You say a price, I'll give you double."

"Ha ha." He seemed to hear the funniest joke in the world, "Mason, do you think I am short of money?"

"I know Boss Carl is not short of money, but it is not very good for Boss Carl to imprison other people's fiancee like this?" Mason raised his eyebrows and said, "If Stella knows about it, I'm afraid it will be sad."

Hearing what he said, Carl's eyes, as deep as ancient wells, narrowed. Suddenly he looked at Grace with low eyes and said hoarsely, "Let Grace choose for himself."

What?

Grace's heart trembled suddenly and looked at him with disbelief.

However, he leaned over her, clung to her ear bone and whispered, "Grace, five years ago you blamed me for not giving you a choice. This time, I let you choose. You have decided whether you want to choose Mason or me."

For an instant, Grace froze.

He can't hate to kill her. Does she have any choice?

But at that moment, his eyes were surprisingly gentle and showed some expectation that she could not see through, as if she were really waiting for her choice.

Her dull heart, like a needle, is not deep, but there is a dull pain.

He hasn't seen her with such eyes for a long time... … …

"Grace." Mason, who was nearby, suddenly gave her a gentle cry, then approached her and said in a voice that only two people could hear, "I helped you find Aaron."

She was shocked.

After a long time, she smiled bitterly, moved her eyes away from Carl, did not look too much at Mason, and said with a wry smile, "I choose Mason."

"Very good." Mason smiled with satisfaction, raised his eyebrows at Carl and said triumphantly, "Boss Carl, do you hear me?"

"I heard you." Carl stood there calmly, handsome face was not angry, but a bit more inexplicable loss.

He stared at Grace with low eyes for a long time before lowering his voice and saying, "Grace, you will regret it."

Leaving this sentence behind, he turned around and left the ward without looking back.

She thought he would be angry and entangled, but she didn't expect him to leave so peacefully.

He clearly said that he would not let her marry someone else even if he died.

For an instant, Grace's heart flashed a little thick uneasiness.

Tonight's Carl is very abnormal, which scares her.

Mason bent down to pick Grace up and smiled gently, "Grace, don't be afraid, I'll take you home."

"Mason, are you really here to save me?" Grace looked up at him, his eyebrows tightening.

"Of course." His long and narrow eyes narrowed into a beautiful radian and his voice was evil and pleasant. "Next week is our wedding. Of course I have to take my bride home."

Next week?

Wedding?

Grace's body shook and his heart thumped.