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.”

was a flash in his eyes, but he did not say anything in the end.

waiting for. Underneath the hot water, she tried to channel all of those terrible feelings and fears out of

partially

to always protect the innocent, and yet… what had she

couldn’t lose.

was proof

She shuddered.

if that man on the second floor hadn’t intervened? What

that bastard Greg have abused and drowned her?

Mia, two ‘classmates’ who’d stood by

were to press charges, they would be accomplices.

families didn’t have enough money to buy entire juries… if anyone actually cared

seeking justice

would never come for

okay. You’re okay.

a new day.

again, but deep down, she

wasn’t true.

found it hard to bite back the words he wanted to

hand, he knew why she remained silent. His ‘sister’ was hellbent on protecting him. Which was just ridiculous.

sickness from the other night. If that was the case,

her to mother him because he’d sensed that was what she needed to do.

down at the kitchen

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

hands clenched

some nameless

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 given all that had befallen her in the short time. he’d known her, it was obvious the hardships in her life were taking their toll.

was sewing her clothes,

elegant way about

in, he seldom saw women sewing clothes like this. The very notion was laughable. The women he knew wore couture clothes that cost more

year.

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