Chapter 37

Jason hugged her.

He lowered his head and gently placed his cheek against her neck. She wasn’t kidding about the smell, but beneath the sharp. garbage scent, her skin smelled like her.

Lily had intentionally made things difficult for her today and he’d hated that she was not only upset by Lily’s antics but also forced to labor so terribly. She leaned against him, tired and weak. And he hated that too.

“Sister, no matter what odor you have on your body, you don’t have to stay away from me.”

“But…” Grace squirmed with embarrassment and Jay didn’t know if it was because of the way she smelled or his hug.

“Since we’ve already promised to depend on each other, then what is there to avoid? Does it mean that one day if I smell or sweat, you will deliberately stay away from me?” he retorted.

Grace remained silent for a while. She then took a deep breath and said, “All right, I understand. I won’t do it again.”

He nodded victoriously. “Come, it’s cold.” He held her hand and return to the cramped apartment.

“You go shower and change, I will make dinner.”

She tilted her head at him, no doubt wondering if he could cook. And she wasn’t wrong, he had virtually no experience in the kitchen, but cooking was based on measurements and cooking times. He was an engineer by nature, he understood numbers.

“Go,” he insisted, pushing her forward.

went into the bathroom

his sleeves and got to work.

in their close to an hour. And though he’d done a decent job of cooking the meat and rice, by the time she came out and sat

seem to notice and

today?” Jason

hesitated and she chewed slowly

and all the workers and police

don’t want to hear about it online, I want to hear

she

him.

in silence. Once she was done narrating, he asked,

“There’s nothing to be

she was just making trouble, wasn’t she? Why aren’t you

angry,” she replied. “Do you know Jason Reed?” she

and his eyes flashed as they studied

city. Of course, he’s rich. A billionaire or something, and either for his

said.

Jason said

was still incarcerated, because I was charged as the driver who caused his wife’s death, there were plenty of people who ingratiated themselves to him by hurting me in prison. If I got angry over everything, then, other than ultimately angering myself to death, there

said this offhand while scooping more rice into her bowl. It

started to twinge.

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