Heart Stolen by A Heartless Man

Chapter 10 His Fiancee

The news of Greyson's engagement was all over the newspapers the next day.

Hattie was sad, but she still read every single message as if she was self-abusing.

The woman engaged to Greyson called Rowan, who was a noble girl. She was beautiful, cultivated,

and had a rich family. Anyway, she was a million times better than the daughter of a poor family like

Hattie.

The two of them standing together was simply like an extremely nice looking couple.

It was said that they fell in love at first sight, announced their engagement the day after they met, and

would hold an engagement party a month later.

Hattie put down her phone. She buried her face in her knees and swallowed the bitterness in her heart

alone.

Jensen knocked on the door and spoke softly, "Hattie, let's go out for dinner today. You should have a

break."

Hattie was not interested and shook her head instead. She didn't want to do anything right now.

Jensen gently stroked her hair and said softly, "You can't always stay home like this. If you do, your

mood will only get worse. Come out with me for a walk."

Hattie couldn't talk him out of it, so she ended up going to a private restaurant with him for lunch.

But fate was just so wonderful. Hattie met Greyson at the restaurant, along with his fiancée, to whom

he had just been engaged for a week.

Hattie was sitting by the window. She turned her head and saw them walking through the restaurant's

garden, holding hands.

Rowan tilted her head and was saying something to Greyson, and her smile was very sweet. She even

stood on her tiptoes and kissed Greyson’s face in a cute and playful way.

And Greyson wrapped his arms around her waist.

They looked just like a couple in love

Hattie froze as she watched. Tears slipped down her face at some point, and she was completely

unaware of it.

The two of them passed by the window and Greyson seemed to sense something. He suddenly turned

his head and looked towards Hattie.

Hattie was unable to avoid it and met Greyson's gaze.

Her heart jumped and she clenched her fingers.

But the next second, Greyson just averted his eyes indifferently, as if he did not see her at all...

He ignored her. Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

This made Hattie even more upset than if he had lashed out at her.

Hattie lowered her eyes and suddenly felt that she was really unbelievably bitchy.

When Greyson cared about her, she tried to get Greyson to give up on her. But when he really didn't

care about her, she felt resentful and uncomfortable...

During the meal, Hattie ate very distractedly and drank a lot of cold water.

"I'm going to go to the bathroom." She said to Jensen and opened the door to go out.

After washing her face with cold water in the bathroom, Hattie let down those thoughts in her mind that

she shouldn't have, maintained a calm face, and went out of the bathroom.

Just as she went out, a large hand covered her mouth and her waist was also tightly circled. The man

picked her up and dragged her directly into a dark box.

After entering the box, the man directly pressed her against the wall. And his big hand reached under

her skirt.

"You've had a great time with Jensen these past few days!" Behind her, a familiar voice rang out. It was

Greyson.

As he spoke harshly, his fingers kept moving under Hattie's skirt. He even pulled down her underwear...

"No ...," Hattie struggled. It reminded her of that day outside the hospital door. There would be people

going to the bathroom passing by here any minute.

"No? Don't you just love to be slept with? Oh, I forgot. I haven't paid you yet!"

Although he said so, his hands did not stop. He lifted her skirt, then he pressed his hot body against

hers. He asked coldly, "How much do you want? Name your price!"

Hattie shook her head. She wanted to explain everything to him, but before she could say it, Greyson

penetrated her hard with his cock.

"It hurts ..." Her legs went weak and she nearly fell to the floor. Luckily, Greyson kept a tight grip on her

waist.

"One hundred thousand once?" Greyson asked in her ear as he moved, "How many times have you

been slept with by Jensen? You probably had sex every day. You're not worth a hundred thousand

now!"