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.”

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

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

only partially

and strove to always protect the innocent, and yet… what had she learned? That there were many people above the law. And being innocent didn’t mean you

couldn’t lose.

today was proof

She shuddered.

that man on the second floor

abused and drowned her?

who’d stood by and watched

to press 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 they’d caused

seeking justice was

would never come for a person like her.

okay. You’re okay.

is a new day.

and over again, but

wasn’t true.

back the words he wanted

silent. His ‘sister’ was hellbent

from the other night. If that was the case, well, f*ck that. He’d been

sensed that was what

sat back down at the kitchen

the dim light of

clenched

some nameless tune.

malnutrition. After three hard years of imprisonment and the recent exposure to the wind and sun, her skin was not

this moment, she was sewing her clothes, stitch by

about her was unusually attractive.

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

year.

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