My Gorgeous Wife is an Ex-Convict!

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.”

eyes, but he did not say anything in the

waiting for. Underneath the hot water, she tried to channel all

only partially

she’d studied and strove to always protect the innocent, and yet… what had she learned? That there were

couldn’t lose.

happened today was proof of

She shuddered.

second floor hadn’t intervened? What then?

Greg have abused and drowned her? And

Mia, two ‘classmates’ who’d stood by and watched

to press charges,

convicted felon. If their families didn’t have enough money to buy entire juries… if anyone actually cared about her or the pain they’d caused her.

justice

would never come for a person like

okay. You’re okay.

a

again, but deep down, she

wasn’t true.

back the words

hand, he knew why she remained silent. His

sickness from the other night. If that was the case, well, f*ck

her to mother him because he’d sensed that was

down at the

dim light of the

hands clenched into fists.

some nameless

hair was hanging loosely over her shoulders. Her hair seemed to lack some shine due to malnutrition. After three hard years of imprisonment and the recent 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

clothes, stitch by stitch, and… she looked beautiful.

elegant way about her was

very notion was laughable. The women he knew wore couture clothes that cost more than Grace would make in

year.

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