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

the hot water, she tried to channel all of those

partially succeeded.

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

couldn’t lose.

happened today was proof of that.

She shuddered.

second

bastard Greg have abused and drowned

Maria and Mia, two ‘classmates’ who’d stood

charges, they would be accomplices.

enough money to buy entire juries… if anyone actually cared about her or the pain they’d caused her.

knew seeking justice was pointless.

would never come for

You’re

is a new day.

and over again, but deep

wasn’t true.

back the words he wanted

the one hand, he knew why she remained silent. His ‘sister’

back because of his physical sickness from the other night. If that was the case, well,

he’d sensed that was what

at

light of the kitchen lamp to sew back together the uniform shirt that Gregory

clenched into fists.

some nameless

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

her clothes, stitch by stitch, and…

and elegant way about her

he seldom saw women sewing clothes like this. The very notion was laughable. The women he knew wore couture

year.

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