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.”

he did not say anything in the

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

partially succeeded.

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

couldn’t lose.

was

She shuddered.

that man on the second floor

abused and

Maria and Mia, two ‘classmates’ who’d

press charges, they would be

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

seeking justice was

for a

okay. You’re

a new

over again, but deep down, she

wasn’t true.

found it hard to bite back the words he wanted

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

the other night. If that was the case, well,

allowed her to mother him because he’d sensed that was what she

sat back down at

pajamas and she worked in the dim light of the kitchen lamp

clenched into fists.

some nameless

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

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

quiet and elegant way about her was unusually attractive.

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

year.

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