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.

After an unknown amount of time, her voice suddenly

already?” he asked. It was as if time spent

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

she spoke. Then, she took out a dry towel and flicked off the fine

go take a shower,”

to hot as he normally would. Warm water rushed over his body as he stepped in and lowered his head to rinse away

had grown very shallow. However, every time

he would think of that woman.

abandoned him and

this wound was the only thing he

he knelt and begged her not to leave, and

woman had shaken her head and

so she could leave, he’d

Jason’s memories didn’t remember the construction

of the day, aside from what she

smile had transformed into a snarl, and how he’d been

the metal he fell on

had said that the metal

centimeter to the left and they would

save his life at all.

he had told himself that that woman was

his mother.

himself off.

death, he stopped having

anyone.

not have expectations,

was just that…

the tap, wiped his body dry with a towel,

walked out of the bathroom, his

Grace. She was sitting at the table and seemed to be

something.

started having expectations

forward to seeing her smile, looking forward to her

happiness.

she looked at him

lit up the

“Jay”.

his name on her lips brought him joy.

hair,” she said as she stood up to get the

of the

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