My Gorgeous Wife is an Ex-Convict!

Chapter 42

Chapter 42

She combed his bangs gently with a comb, then began to trim

the hairs on his forehead bit by bit. All of her attention was

concentrated on the task at hand.

Jason watched her. The way she studied him, so focused on her

task.

That singular focus had served her well in her life-first with her

education and graduating top of her class at University and later

at Law School. And then in surviving prison.

Guilt stabbed at him.

He saw how she’d been abused in the time that he knew her.

What must her life be like behind bars, with no one to champion or protect her, and countless criminals coming after her all in the hopes of pleasing him?

She sucked in a breath and he hung on to that little sound.

Her mouth was pretty. Full lips, a bright smile.

She didn’t smile enough, he realized.

Her skin was still red, likely from the wind and cold, and though it

pinkened her cheeks and nose, it only enhanced her beauty.

If he looked hard enough, he could see that she’d been beautiful

once.

Her features carried symmetry and character.

But it wasn’t the outward appearance that drew him, but rather

what came from within.

This woman… she’d been the one to fight for him. To sacrifice so that he could have a roof over his head, warm clothes, and something good to eat. She’d asked for nothing in return.

And knowing that she appreciated him for him… awakened something inside him.

unknown amount of time, her

if time spent with her

She smiled, took two steps back, and carefully looked at him for a while. “My skill isn’t too bad. In fact, it’s

a dry towel and flicked off the fine strands of hair that were stuck to his face, neck, and on his

take a

as he normally would. Warm water rushed over his body as he stepped in and lowered

had grown very shallow. However, every time

would

who had abandoned him and

wound was the only thing he had left

him away as he knelt and begged her not to leave, and not to

her head and pried

she shoved him aside so she could leave, he’d fallen

rebar. Jason’s memories didn’t remember

the details of the day, aside from what she wore, how

smile had transformed into a snarl,

the metal he fell

metal had gotten

centimeter to the left and they would

to save his life

had told himself that that woman

his mother.

himself off.

father’s death, he stopped

anyone.

not have expectations, he would never be

was just that…

off the tap, wiped his body dry with a towel,

out of the

table and seemed

something.

had he started having expectations

forward to seeing her smile,

happiness.

moments when she looked

Her smile lit up the whole room.

“Jay”.

of his name on her lips

washing up? I’ll help you blow dry your hair,” she said as she stood up

to the side of the

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