Send You all Stars in the Sky Chapter 37: Why didn't you leave last night

"Because I lied to him, I told him that Grayson was the one who hurt you for the past five years. He knew that Grayson was your only relative in the world and didn't want you to turn against each other, so he took down the crime." Stella said.

For a moment, Grace's brain was buzzing, so she misunderstood Carl?

She suddenly thought of that snowy night, he stood in the snow all over the sky, sad and sad eyes.

Her heart was sore.

"Well, I've finished speaking." Stella took a deep breath, looked up at her and said, "Grace, do you know, before I fell in love with Carl, I really regarded you as my sister, so I also want to remind you to stay away from Shen Si."

Hearing Mason's name, Grace's brow could not help wrinkling: "What's wrong with Mason?"

"He is very dangerous, and Rose around him is also very dangerous." She replied, "Believe it or not, it was Rose, not me, who wanted to kill you."

Leaving this sentence behind, Stella turned and left.

Looking at the back of her leaving, Grace sighed softly, and the mood in her eyes was very complicated.

"Grace." Just then, Hailey's joyful voice came behind him.

As soon as Grace turned around, he saw her red and swollen eyes come forward to take her hand and squeeze out a smile and say, "You have come at the right time. Go and accompany me to drink."

"Have you quarreled with Aaron again?" Grace looked up at her and wondered.

"Uh-huh." She said with a wry smile, "I thought that as long as I could cure him, we would be able to get together well, but unexpectedly, our contradictions are getting deeper and deeper day by day."

Grace did not know how to comfort her, but accompanied her to Imperial City, ordered her a bottle of good whisky, and accompanied her to drink.

Hailey talked a lot about her and Aaron to Grace. Grace has been listening quietly. Just then, Nevaeh suddenly took Grace's hand as if he saw a savior and said, "Grace, that's great. You are here. Please go and have a look. Mr. Bo is drunk and in a rage."

With that, Grace was pushed into Carl's private room before he recovered.

Carl was the only one in the large private room and beer bottles scattered all over the floor.

Grace looked up at Carl, who was half lying on the sofa with his eyes closed and fidgety on his face. He subconsciously shrank back and wanted to escape.

"Grace." Behind him came a low, hoarse voice.

She could only crustily skin of head turned around and smiled, "Carl, are you awake? It's my fault. I shouldn't have disturbed you to drink. I'll leave."

Boss Carl, who lost his temper, was terrible. She was also very scared.

"Come here." The man whispered.

She could only smile awkwardly and walk back to him silently.

He suddenly stretched out his hand, dragged her into his arms and overwhelmed her on the sofa.

His thin lips were almost against hers, and all the drunk breaths inevitably threw themselves on her face. She widened her eyes with fear and struggled to push him away.

But he stretched out his hand and patted her on the cheek. He said with a wry smile, "I am really crazy. I have dreamed of you in my dreams..."

"Carl, you let go of me, this is not a dream, this is true... um..."

Before she had finished speaking, her lips were directly kissed.

The man pressed her under him vigorously, gnawing at her fair skin and muttering, "Grace, why do you hate me so much? Do you know that I sent you to a mental hospital to protect you from going to prison... Do you know? I have never thought of destroying your face and voice... I like your face and voice more than anyone else... "

For an instant, she was frozen in place.

He slowly took off her clothes, put his hands between her legs, and said with a full face of obsession: "Grace, in the past five years, I have missed you more than anyone else... after knowing that you are not the murderer of Caleb, I am going crazy with joy, but you said that you are going to marry Mason... you told me not to pester you again... Grace, how can you be so cruel? Do you really not remember our past? "

The heart, suddenly pain.

He grabbed her by the waist with great force.

She was so hurt that she couldn't help shouting out loud.

But later Carl became extremely gentle, so gentle that she couldn't help indulging in his body, so gentle that she couldn't stop and realized the happiness she had never had before with him.

… …

The winter morning sun sprinkled on the luxurious European bed through the large floor-to-ceiling windows. Grace turned over in a daze, but hit the hard abdominal muscles.

She opened her eyes in pain and saw Carl lying beside her naked. Her face went white with fear. She grabbed the clothes on the ground and put them on to slip away.

After the imperial city last night, Carl was so tired that he fell asleep. He had no choice but to send him to the villa where he lived.

But he took her hand and kept shouting her name, refusing to let her go anyway.

Later, they got entangled again and lingered all night.

Grace patted his forehead, thinking that he was really crazy and had been involved with Carl again and again.

But before she opened the door of the room, a cold voice came behind her: "Grace, why are you here?"

Seeing that he could not walk, Grace turned to look at him, pretending to be calm and said, "It's okay. You were drunk last night. I'll take you back."

However, he narrowed his eyes and examined a circle of marks on her neck that belonged to him. He hooked his lips and said, "It turned out that everything last night was not a dream."

"Of course it's not a dream. My bones are falling apart." Grace muttered.

"Well, I'll pay attention next time." He smiled and stood up naked.

She was so frightened that the whole person shrank back and said warily, "Carl, what do you want?"

"Don't worry, my energy is limited." He pushed her into the corner, gently lifted her chin with his slender fingers and narrowed his eyes. "Grace, I'm just curious, since you hate me so much, why did you stay here last night?"

For an instant, Grace was frozen in place.

Maybe he was too gentle last night, or maybe what Stella said to her changed him.

But...

"All right, you don't have to answer." He suddenly loosened her, turned around and put on his bathrobe, and said lightly, "Tomorrow morning, accompany me to the cemetery to see Caleb."

"Hmm?" Grace looked at him with a puzzled face.

He lowered his voice and said, "Caleb likes you best. If he sees you, he will certainly be very happy."

It's a pity that in five years, he has never let her see him once.

He turned around and his tall figure fell in the shadow, looking very lonely and vicissitudes of life.