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.”

but he did not say anything in the end. Instead, he

she’d been waiting for. Underneath the hot water, she tried to

partially succeeded.

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

couldn’t lose.

was proof

She shuddered.

second floor hadn’t intervened? What then?

abused and drowned her?

of Maria and Mia, two ‘classmates’ who’d

she were to press charges,

felon. If their families didn’t have enough money to buy entire juries… if anyone actually cared about

seeking justice was pointless.

come for a

You’re okay.

a

over again, but deep down, she

wasn’t true.

back the words he

she remained silent. His ‘sister’ was hellbent on protecting him.

other night. If that was the case, well, f*ck that. He’d been in pain, yeah. But it was

him because he’d sensed that was

back down at the kitchen table.

in the dim light of the kitchen lamp

hands clenched into

some

sun, her skin was not fair at all. Even though she had a comely appearance, she still looked weathered, and given all that had befallen her in the short time. he’d known her, it was obvious the hardships

was sewing her clothes,

and elegant way about

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

year.

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