My Devil Husband

Grace stared at him for a long time before returning to absolute being. A puzzled face said, "Carl, why are you here?" "I said, I will come to you." He stopped a foot away from her and said hoarsely, "Although it was a little late, I came." "No, not late." As long as you can come, it is not too late.

He looked at her with a good look and said clearly, "Grace, I have handled all the affairs between Alice and me. Now I have no engagement or tie, and can finally stand by your side and tell you my feelings." Hearing what he said, she laughed heartily: "Just a few days ago, Mason and I broke up, and now I am single."

"Is that not a chance?" He chuckled.

"Of course."

The two smiled at each other, and their eyes were full of affection for each other.

After that, Grace took Carl into the house. The two of them nested in her small bed, crossed the small window and looked at the stars all over the sky.

Grace leaned gently on Carl's shoulder, narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Carl, I have lived here for so long, and I have never found that the starry sky here is so beautiful."

"If you like it, I can accompany you to watch the starry sky every night." He looked at her with low eyes and a gentle smile.

"Well, good." She smiled and nodded.

The light in the room was very dim, and her face was especially charming under the starlight.

Carl gently stroked the face that appeared countless times in his midnight dream, suddenly leaned over, slowly leaned close to her and kissed her lips.

His lips were cold and thin, with a faint scent of sandalwood. She could not help closing her eyes and responding to his lips like she was bewitched.

He couldn't help humming, pushed her to the bed and slowly faded her clothes.

The two hot bodies were immediately interwoven.

The stars are very beautiful tonight, and the two people in bed must be very happy.

The next morning, the warm sunshine mottled across the window on the big bed. Grace turned over and wanted to get up, but was pulled into his warm arms by his backhand.

She slowly opened her eyes and looked at the man who was still holding her tightly while sleeping. A happy smile came to her lips.

It seems that everything last night was really not a dream.

Her Carl is really back.

She stared at the chiseled face for a long time, hooked her lips and smiled, and got up from bed lightly, ready to go to the kitchen to make something delicious for Carl. After all, he was tired all night last night. She stared at the ingredients in the refrigerator for a long time and finally decided to fry a poached egg and make a sandwich.

But she had no talent for cooking since she was a child. Looking at the black poached eggs and the malodorous kitchen, she felt quite headache.

It happened that at this time, Carl came out.

She hurriedly stood at the kitchen door to block the door and smiled, "Carl, are you awake?"

"Well, if you don't wake up, I'm afraid the kitchen will be blown up." His handsome eyes narrowed slightly and he smiled lazily.

"No, it was an accident. Go and wash. Breakfast will be ready soon." She said smilingly.

"I'll do it." He fished her out of the kitchen and smiled helplessly, "You go to the living room and wait obediently. Don't bomb the kitchen." That's awesome.

Grace nodded weakly and had to obediently enter the sofa in the living room and sit down.

Looking at Carl, who was skilled in the kitchen, she hooked her lips and smiled, falling into memory.

In fact, Carl could not cook ten years ago. He was a rich son of Carl family. He was taken care of by countless nannies since childhood. Where did he need to cook himself? So the first time she saw him cooking, she was shocked. However, he placed the sweet and sour spareribs in front of her and said smilingly. "Come on, try it. I learned it from the chef of the state banquet."

"Carl, why do you have nothing to learn to cook? You have so many nannies in Carl family." Grace blinked and said perplexingly.

"Not for you." He tapped her on the forehead and spoiled her with a smile. "Didn't you say that you want to marry a husband who can cook?"

It was her wish made on her 18th birthday. Unexpectedly, he remembered it and helped her realize it.

Thought of here, Grace's eyebrow eyes were full of smiles.

What she did not know was that Carl had learned a good cook, but in the five years she had left, he had never entered the kitchen. He only washed his hands and made soup for her. Just as Grace was paranoid, her cell phone rang untimely.

Seeing Doria's name on the screen, she was in a trance for a long time and slipped the answer key: "Hello, Doria? Why did you call me suddenly? Is something wrong with Grace family?" "Grace and Ms Grace are critically ill and are preparing to make a will." Doria said, "Go to the hospital and have a look. Don't let Grace family Group fall into Britney's hands."

"What?" Grace's body was shocked and his face was shocked. "Grayson is fine. How could he suddenly be critically ill?"

"He has been living in the hospital for a long time, and this morning there was news of his critical illness. It seems that his life is not long." Doria sighed.

"OK, I'll go to the hospital right away."

After hanging up the phone, Grace got up at once, picked up his bag and left.

Looking at her anxious appearance, Carl accompanied her to the hospital without saying anything.

Many shareholders and media of Grace family Group gathered at the door of Grayson's ward. She pushed the door past everyone and entered. She saw Britney and Rose sitting in front of him. He was holding paper and pen in his hand. It seemed that he was really making a will.

Looking at his hesitation and refusal to put pen to paper, Britney whispered, 'min Zhen, write it quickly. Due to your current physical condition, your will still need to be made earlier."

"What's wrong with my body?" Grayson looked up at Britney trembling and sneered, "Britney, you are looking forward to my early death, aren't you?"

'min town, what are you saying? I hope you live better than anyone else, but now that you are ill, the company will definitely not be able to manage it. Stella is gone again. You have to hand over the power of the company." Britney smiled and said, "Don't worry, with Rose's support, I will definitely manage the company well."

"Do you want my company?" Grayson lost his pen, looked at Britney and then at Rose, and grunted coldly, "I have always felt that my illness is quite strange. Now it seems that this is a conspiracy, you..."

"It's Grace's plot!" Before he could finish speaking, Britney interrupted him, looked fiercely at Grace who pushed the door and came in, screaming, "Grace wants to kill you and take back the Grace family Group!"