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. Instead, he simply

to channel all of those terrible feelings and fears

partially succeeded.

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

couldn’t lose.

today was

She shuddered.

if that man on the second floor

Greg have abused and drowned her? And

of Maria and Mia, two ‘classmates’ who’d stood by and watched the assault…

press charges,

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

knew seeking justice was

never come for a person

okay. You’re okay.

a

and over again, but deep down, she knew

wasn’t true.

back the words he wanted to

why she remained silent. His ‘sister’ was hellbent on

was holding back because of his physical sickness from the other night. If that was the case, well, f*ck that. He’d been

mother him because he’d sensed that was what she needed

back down at

light of the kitchen lamp to

hands clenched into

some nameless tune.

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

her clothes, stitch by

way about her was unusually

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

year.

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