My Devil Husband

"So you are blaming me for wronging her?" Grace looked at him with a full face of sarcasm, and her heart felt an inexplicable pain. "She was framed and you felt so distressed, but what about me? I was also framed. I was locked up in a mental hospital for five years. I destroyed my appearance and throat. I suffered so much. Have you ever felt sorry for me?"

"Of course." Carl's eyebrows tightened, and suddenly stretched out his hand and hugged her in his arms, tightly and with all his strength, as if to rub her into his bones.

She froze to the ground.

She had been waiting for this hug for five years, but now it was too late.

She bit her lip and the whole person stepped back a few steps. But he was so strong that she couldn't break free.

She simply let him hold her and said lightly, "Carl, are you misunderstanding something?"

"Hmm?" His handsome eyes narrowed.

"Don't you think that I brought Daisy here and told the truth five years ago to gain your sympathy and have another relationship with you?" She sneered, "Mr. Carl, don't be sentimental. I just want to clear up the injustice I have suffered for five years. I just want to tell the world that Caleb's death has nothing to do with me. As for you, I will never forgive you in my life."

His sight suddenly quivered and his body shook violently.

Grace pushed him away and kept a safe distance from him. She said to him word by word: "Carl, I will never forget what I experienced in the mental hospital in my life. I will never forget how you ruined my face, scraped my flesh and hurt my throat in my life. I am now covered in scars thanks to you. Don't think you can relieve my pain in a few words. Even if you kneel in front of me and apologize, I will never forgive you! "

"Grace..." Carl looked at her trembling, her eyes filled with sadness. "What if these things have nothing to do with me?"

"None of your business?" Grace laughed sarcastically. "But Carl, I gave you the chance. You had admitted all of these. Now you want to cheat me?"

"I..."

"Enough!" She interrupted him sharply and sneered, "Carl, you saved my life in the cabin that day. Now I give you back the truth five years ago. We are clear now. Never come to me again. When Mason and I get married, I will personally deliver the invitation to you."

The snow fell on his black coat. He stood there, tottering and making people feel very distressed.

Grace's fingertips were deep in the meat, but she choked back the pain and turned away step by step.

Her tears fell along her delicate face and dripped into the snow. So lonely.

Carl, If I had a chance, I also wanted to run into your arms and forget everything. I just wanted to tell you the thoughts of the past five years. But now I was afraid, painful and fearful. So, goodbye.

There's no misunderstanding anymore. Hope you had a good future.

After returning to the villa, the night was already very deep.

Grace dragged her tired body and opened the door, only to see Mason sitting under a resplendent crystal chandelier in a silver shirt with a good cigar at his fingertip. Seeing her coming back, he raised his eyebrows and whispered, "Grace, you are late."

"Well, there is something delayed." Grace smiled awkwardly and frowned. "Mr Mason, what's the matter with you coming to me?"

"Naturally, something happened." His long eyes narrowed into a good-looking radian, suddenly got up and slowly opened a delicate box in front of him.

Inside the box was a beautiful wedding dress, and Grace looked at him with a full face of shock.

He smiled and said, "My father has already set our wedding date. At the end of this month, Grace, you are really my little lucky star. Since my father knew about our relationship, he has attached a lot of importance to me." "But Mason, you promised me not to force me to marry as long as I give you a child."

"But Andrew loves you dearly. He said that you can't have children without any identity. So let's do the wedding first." He laughed, "Grace, don't be nervous. Getting married is easier than having children. Don't worry, as long as you help me win the power of the Group, I will definitely set you free."

He touched her beautiful face and hooked his lips, "Just take good care of yourself in the villa these days. And be my most beautiful bride."

After saying that, he smiled and turned to leave.

Grace, however, was frozen. It seemed that this time she pushed herself into the prison.

What she could do now was to help Mason get the Group as soon as possible so as to gain freedom. But before that, she could only stay with Mason.

......

In the next few days, life was very calm.

The wedding ring designed by Grace went on the market and sold well. She signed a new cooperation with Ryan. She drew at home every day, and prepared to design another wedding ring.

This afternoon, she went to the flower shop to buy a bunch of sunflowers and came to the hospital to visit Aaron.

She didn't expect to meet Stella at the door. Without saying anything, Stella followed her all the time.

In the corridor of the ward, Grace finally couldn't help it. She turned around and shouted at Stella, 'stella, what else do you want?"

"Grace, I have come to apologize to you." She bowed her head and whispered.

Apologize?

Grace looked at her with disbelief on her face. Stella, who was arrogant and domineering, would apologize to her?

Stella whispered. "I know I have done a lot of things to hurt you, but I didn't expect that it was Martha who kill Caleb five years ago. I always thought you wanted to frame me, just..."

"Shut up." Grace interrupted her displeasure and grunted coldly, "I don't need your apology. Just don't provoke me again in the future."

After saying that, she turned around and left.

Stella shouted at her back, "It's not Carl who destroyed your face and voice, but my mother."

"What?" Grace's body shook and turned in disbelief.

She bit her lip and said, "My mother knew I liked Carl, so she told me that you must not come out of the mental hospital alive. That's why she asked me to send money to the dean of the mental hospital. Then she just put someone in, destroyed your appearance and throat, shaved your flesh, and tried to kill you again. Unexpectedly, you survived."

It seemed that all the photos she got before were true.

Grace squeezed his hand into a fist and trembled with anger. "Then why did Carl help you and Britney to scapegoat? I clearly show all the evidence in front of him!"