My gorgeous wife is an ex-convict (Grace)

Chapter 20

Chapter 20 

Grace looked at the back of her right hand, at the spot where Maria had stepped on today. 

“Today, when I was working, I accidentally hit it. It’s nothing,” she said casually, not wanting him to worry. 

“Is that so?” Jason stared fixedly at Grace. “Sister, if someone bullies you, just tell me and I will stand up for you.” 

He would make those people pay the price. In the future, no one would dare bully her. 

For a moment, her heart pounded quickly. It was as if he knew everything. Was he …testing her? She didn’t want to lie. Not to him. But she didn’t want him to worry either. 

Especially when he couldn’t help her. 

He was poor and broken down like her. And if he were to take on one of those privileged assholes, it’d only end badly for him. 

And she wouldn’t let that happen. 

“I can protect myself,” she said. 

“What if you can’t?” he asked. 

If that were the case, it would still be useless to tell him, but 

Grace did not say that. She didn’t want to prolong this 

conversation. 

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“Don’t you want me to protect you?” He stared at her with his dark and deep eyes. 

She bit her lip. “You already saved me once, remember? Now it’s my turn to try and protect you. And I’ll try my best not to let others bully us.” 

There was a flash in his eyes, but he did not say anything in the end. Instead, he simply replied faintly, “Okay.” 

dinner, Grace took that shower she’d been waiting for. Underneath the hot water, she tried to channel all of

only partially succeeded.

innocent, and yet… what had she learned? That there were many people above the law.

couldn’t lose. 

happened today was proof

She shuddered. 

the second floor hadn’t intervened? What

have abused and drowned her? And

who’d

she were to press charges, they

a convicted felon. If their families didn’t have enough money to buy

knew seeking justice was pointless.

never come for a

You’re okay.

is a new

and over again, but deep down, she knew it

wasn’t true. 

it hard to bite back the

hand, he knew why she remained silent. His ‘sister’ was hellbent on

sickness from the other night. If that was the case, well, f*ck that. He’d been in

sensed that was what she

back down at the

fluffy bathrobe over her pajamas and she worked in the dim light of the kitchen lamp to sew back together the uniform shirt that

clenched into fists.

hummed some

exposure to the wind and sun, her skin was not fair at all. Even though she had a comely appearance, she still looked weathered, and given all that

clothes,

and elegant way about her

moved in, he seldom saw women sewing clothes like this. The very notion was laughable. The

year. 

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