Chapter 20 Gavin's Proud Disciple
Before Grace could refuse, her warm red lips were captured again.
He eagerly sought her, with teasing movements, Henry breathed heavily without restraint.
Their foreheads touched, his high nose gently rubbing against hers, the ambiguous atmosphere almost swallowing Grace.
This was something she hadn't anticipated.
Henry had already lost control, looking at Grace's soft and delicate appearance, he only wanted to make love her.
Besides physical interaction, he wanted something more, this was the first time he had such feelings for Grace.
With a passionate kiss, his throat moved with tension, Grace's neck was bitten hard, and as she tried to push him away, Henry bit and kissed even tighter.
Wrapped in warmth, Grace gradually became addicted, her voice carrying a magnetic wetness. "Henry, we can't do this anymore."
Henry turned over and held her in his arms, teasing her chin playfully. Having been repressed for so long, he wouldn't let Grace go easily.
He enjoyed the warm and soft body in his arms, turning his head, his eyes like water watching her struggle.
It was a man's nature, the more she resisted, the more he wanted to bully her.
Henry was no exception, in fact, he was even more so.
He played with Grace's body in his hands, his deep eyes filled with teasing. "Can't do it? But your body seems to be very soft!"
He pinched Grace's chin, making her look at him. "Mrs. Montague, do you want to see how wanton you look right now!"
Grace was dazed but still stubborn. "You're not much better."
Henry ignored her resistance, kissing her shoulder from behind, enjoying the softness in his arms. "Grace, two hundred thousand dollars, for one night with you."
As the words fell, Grace didn't respond. Henry felt her body temperature rising, laid her flat, and realized that her face was flushed and her eyes were dazed.
Henry couldn't help but chuckle. "Your timing for a fever is quite punctual."
He got up, covered her with a blanket, and went downstairs to instruct the servant. "Call the doctor, Mrs. Montague has a fever."
Henry glanced back at Grace curled up in the blanket, suppressing his desire, and went into the bathroom to take a shower.
Moments later, he came out of the bathroom just as the doctor arrived.
The room had already been cleaned by the servants.
After examining Grace, the doctor said. "Mr. Montague, Mrs. Montague's fever is mild, likely caused by catching a chill after drinking. A fever-reducing injection and some sleep should suffice, but Mrs. Montague is weak and needs nutritional supplements."
After giving an injection, the doctor left the villa.
Henry looked at the peacefully sleeping Grace, sat by the bed, and gently pinched her cheek.
Seeing no reaction, he pinched her lips until Grace uncomfortably retreated into the blanket, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
She must have caught a cold outside the Young Mansion after drinking.
The next morning.
Grace felt uncomfortable being held tightly. Upon waking, she found Henry's arm around her waist, holding her tightly in his arms.
Her body was a bit numb, and as she gently moved his arm aside, she met Henry's deep eyes.
"Awake?" he asked.
Grace nodded, then looked down at her naked body, quickly covering her chest and looking for clothes, only to find her clothes were nowhere to be seen. She grabbed the blanket to cover herself.
But Henry pulled her back forcefully, pulling her into his arms.
Henry grabbed her slender wrist, pulling her into his embrace, his voice hoarse. "Grace, you tortured me to death yesterday."
Grace was startled, looking back at him, having forgotten what happened yesterday. "What did you do to me yesterday?"
Henry teased, pinching her chin. "What do you think?"
Grace's eyes narrowed, trying to break free from his grip. "Henry! Let me go."
"What if I don't?"
As soon as the words fell, the door was kicked open, and Juniper stormed in, rolling up her sleeves, but stopped at the sight of Henry and Grace flirting.
The air fell silent.
Juniper hesitated, holding the doorknob. "Sorry."
Just as she was about to leave, Grace shouted:. "Juniper, help me."
Seeing this, Juniper closed the door, stepped forward, and grabbed Grace's hand along with the blanket, pulling her behind her.
Henry's deep eyes carried a hint of amusement as he got up and walked towards Juniper.
Juniper shielded Grace with her hand, her tone firm. "Henry, don't think you can bully Grace anymore. Frank might be afraid of you, but I'm not."
But Henry just glanced at Grace, who was being protected behind Juniper, and then left the room.
Grace breathed a sigh of relief, looking gratefully at Juniper in front of her. "Thank goodness you came, otherwise Henry definitely wouldn't have let me go so easily."
Juniper smiled at Grace and patted her shoulder. "As long as I'm here, who dares to bully you? Whoever bullies you, I'll be the first to fight them."
"By the way, are you looking for a job recently?"
Grace nodded in confusion. "But I've already found one."
Juniper walked to the wardrobe and started looking for clothes: "Well, you could go to Frank's place. His hotel needs a violinist for evening banquets, three thousand dollars a night, with one day off a week."
She pulled out an outfit and handed it over. "This one, you'll look absolutely stunning in it."
Grace took the clothes without hesitation and put them on. Henry ruined one of her outfits, so it wasn't too much to get a replacement.
Juniper sat on the bed, pulled out a cigarette case from her pocket, and lit a slim lady's cigarette.
She took a slow drag and glanced at the mirror beside her. "Go take a look, how about take a look at Frank's hotel?"
Grace thought it good, but her attention was more on Juniper.
Juniper was a model, very slim, but when she smoked, she had a touch of seductive charm, very alluring.
Grace looked at her. "I'm fine, my manager is nice, you don't need to trouble Frank anymore."
But Juniper wouldn't let it go, holding the cigarette between her red lips, she admired Grace's outfit and nodded. "Just go with him, I've slept with him countless times."
She clicked her tongue. "You are so beautiful. If you wear this to the banquet, the main character might be you."
Grace laughed. "Stop teasing me."
Juniper smiled at her, but thinking about the scene when she first entered, she got a bit angry. "So, did Henry do anything to you yesterday? If he bullied you, tell me, I'll risk my life to beat him up."
Grace shook her head, sitting beside her, stroking her hand. "No, I had a fever yesterday, he didn't touch me."
Juniper sighed in relief. "That's good." She suddenly remembered something and looked at her. "By the way, there's something you might not know. Do you remember Mr. Garcia?"
Grace nodded. "What about him?"
"I heard there's a big shot in the country setting up a project fund and inviting him back to host it. The condition seems to be that Gavin should take the big 'smistress as a student."
Grace immediately understood. "It's Henry."
Juniper sighed regretfully, "I thought you didn't know it. So, do you regret it?"
She sighed, feeling sorry for Grace. "You know, if it weren't for that accident back then, you might have gone abroad with Mr. Garcia for further studies. You might be a music expert by now."
"But now, you're not an expert, and instead, a mistress has taken your place. Just thinking about it makes me angry. I really don't know why Henry is so stupid." Juniper didn't hold back her anger towards Henry.
She took another drag of her cigarette, looking at the beautiful Grace beside her, feeling indignant. "Look at you, so beautiful, but Henry just ignores you and goes for Elodie. She's got nothing on you."
Grace smiled at her. "I've already asked Henry for a divorce. If he doesn't agree in two month, I'll file for a forced divorce."
She comforted Juniper. "And Mr. Garcia has already called me, saying I can study with him when he's in the country."
Juniper got excited, extinguished her cigarette, and grabbed Grace's hands. "Then you must seize this opportunity."
Grace smiled and nodded.
After that, Juniper hugged her, leaning on her shoulder.
Grace enjoyed this feeling because as long as Juniper was around, everything seemed less difficult.
After a while, the two went downstairs.
They saw Henry leaning on the sofa in the hall, discussing some projects with Frank.
Henry saw Grace coming downstairs and pointed to the porridge on the table. "Have some porridge first, you are still quite weak."
Frank, seeing this, was surprised and couldn't help but tease. "It seems Mr. Montague and Mrs. Montague's relationship isn't as distant as the rumors say."