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.”

say anything in

hot water, she tried to channel all of

partially succeeded.

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

couldn’t lose.

today was

She shuddered.

the second floor hadn’t

that bastard Greg have abused and drowned her? And

two ‘classmates’ who’d

charges, they would

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

justice was

never come for a person like her.

okay. You’re

is a

again, but deep

wasn’t true.

to bite back the words

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

other night. If that

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

back down at

pajamas and she worked in the dim light of the kitchen lamp to sew back

hands clenched

hummed some

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

moment, she was sewing her clothes, stitch by

and elegant way about her was unusually attractive.

notion was laughable. The women he knew wore couture clothes that

year.

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