Love in Blind (Caden and Grace)

Chapter 18 Is Your Body Cold, Or Hot?

Chapter 18 Is Your Body Cold, Or Hot?

Gloria didn't dare to blame Caden since he was her boss. But when she looked at Grace, her gaze

showed that she was feeling sad for her.

Had this woman offended her boss so that he treated her in this manner cruelly?

A trace of complicated emotion flashed in Gloria's eyes as she watched Grace limping away with one

hand on the wall.

The money and the bank card in her hands seemed to bear burning temperature.

Gloria turned around and rushed to her office. She put the bank card and all the notes into the safe and

felt that the burning pain on her palms finally vanishes after doing all these.

When Gloria opened the door of Room 606, she almost bumped into Caden.

"President Shaw." Gloria greeted him respectfully. Caden softly uttered a word, "Yeah", and then

walked pass her and headed towards outside.

When Gloria stepped into the room, she heard those guests talking about Gloria. "That woman is so

lowly and cheap! I've dated numerous women and see various kinds of greedy women, but I've never

seen a woman who would throw her dignity and act so lowly to get the money. Tsk…"

"Yeah, when I saw her lying on all fours wagging her tail degradingly, I felt the impulse to kick her. Why

could she be so shameless and degrade herself to that point, just to earn the rewards? I've never seen

a person acting like this!"

Gloria wanted to refute them!

That was not the case!

If Grace loves money above everything else, how could she casually give her all the money without any

reluctance as soon as she walked out of the room?

If Grace loves money above everything else, she could choose to keep the money. How would she give

her all the money and leave without even glancing at it?

…

Grace felt so tired. She went back to the dressing room, undressed the clown costume, and changed

into her own clothes.

She felt so uncomfortable with the sticky sweats on her forehead, and walked into the washroom of the

dressing room, turned on the faucet, and cupped a handful of water to wash her face.

Then a gust of wind blew over… Grace stiffly looked at the man from the mirror, and subconsciously

clenched her fists.

"President Shaw."

Seeing from the mirror, the man was staring at her expressionlessly.

After a long while, he chuckled, "Heh, you have more self-knowledge. That place is really a good place

to educate misbehaved people." All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

Then a big hand gently landed on Grace's face, covering her cheek.

He slowly stroked her bloodless face with his thumb, and curled his lips into a cold smirk, "Unluckily, it's

too late. Grace James, our arrogant lady of the James family. Haha, you deserve it. If you could behave

yourself three years ago, you won't be suffering this kind of humiliation today. Am I right?"

Grace's heart missed one beat… She knew what he meant.

He was suggesting that if three years ago, had she been as obedient as she was now, and if she hadn't

killed Wallis Venus, she would still be the lady of the James family of the Pearl City, and wouldn't be so

miserable.

She understood… She understood everything!

Shivering, she opened her mouth, "I appreciate your lesson, Mr. Shaw." If this happened three years

ago, Grace would definitely refute him and exclaimed her innocence. But now, she had learned how to

keep silent.

Her silence and obedience made Caden bristle with rage. Yet he could not tell why he would feel

furious.

Then his gaze became fiercer. The strange feeling and the mixed emotion had annoyed Caden, who

had always been composed and indifferent.

He furrowed his eyebrows and curled his lips into a cold, evil smile, "Grace James, our lady, you

surprised me again. Hey, if your brother sees you wagging your tail pitifully, would he get mad?"

'No. You can't do that!' Grace subconsciously wanted to shout out the sentence. Her fingernails nipped

into her palm and she suddenly came to her own senses.

She looked down, daring not to look at the mirror anymore. She was afraid that he would find out

something through her reflection in the mirror.

"President Shaw, I don't have a brother. I killed a person and was then put into jail. I'm just a convict

who lives her life by entertaining guests. How could the James family has a daughter who has

committed murder?"

Caden hadn't expected that Grace would say all these and was stunned for a moment. He burst into

laughter, "Grace James, I underestimated you before. You're really cold-blooded. No wonder that you

would commit that vicious crime three years ago."

Grace kept her head down and didn't reply. His cold words were like a sword that pierced through her

heart, making her feel painful and stirring up waves of emotions in her mind.

Cold-blooded? Caden Shaw, you forced me to be cold-blooded!

"But I'm curious about whether the body of such a cold-blooded person is cold or not. Or, is it… as hot

as normal people?"

Grace was frozen when hearing the words. Then he leaned forward, hugged her from behind and put

his hand on her waist. His body was quite scorching! Grace was startled and shivered all over. She

looked down and found that his big hand was on her belly!

He unclasped two buttons of her loose coat and slid his hand into her clothes… Grace shivered again.

Caden subconsciously knitted his eyebrows… There was a sweater under her coat. It was summer

now, and she was wearing a sweater?

With the question, he lifted Grace's sweater… "Caden!" Flustered, Grace shouted out his name without

a second thought.

Caden squinted at her and asked coldly, "What's the matter?"

Grace's shoulders tremble and she stammered, "P…President Shaw." She could felt that he was

caressing the skin on her belly and was appalled that his hand was moving towards the left… it was

closer to the scar that she didn't want others to touch.

Grace's heartbeat accelerated. His hand…

"President Shaw!" She suddenly exclaimed.

"What's the matter again?" Grace thought that the erotic desire in his voice must be an illusion.

Right at this moment, Grace's brain was working rapidly!

"President Shaw, pay me!" said Grace. "I engage in prostitution. If President Shaw wants to touch me,

you should pay me."

She said these as if it was quite natural. Caden reminded the scene in Room 606 just now – the

woman in his arms had acted so lowly to get the money. All of the sudden, his erotic desire faded away.

With no reason, when he looked down at the woman in his embrace, he felt even unhappier. Since he

couldn't figure out the reason behind this, Caden simply ascribed the weird feelings to his disgust for

her.

He suddenly let go of Grace, "Get out!"

Grace quickly ran out of the washroom as if she was running from a monster. Not daring to stay her

any longer, she opened the door of the dressing room and left without turning around.

In the washroom of the dressing room, the handsome Caden was exuding an aura of unapproachability

and indifference.

Grace asked Gloria for leave and hurriedly ran back to her staff dormitory - South Bay House.

Ruby Carter, her roommate, hadn't come back yet. Grace stood before the window and blankly looked

up at the sky through the window. The window was widely opened and the cold wind and drizzles fell

on her.

She told herself, "Tomorrow will be better."