My Gorgeous Wife is an Ex-Convict!

Chapter 83

“If I’m dismissed, I don’t have anything to fall back on. The

accident… all of my savings were cleared out with court fees

and fines. I need this job. It pays the rent and buys our food…”

“You still have me!” he shouted.

Grace gasped. Jay never yelled. He was always calm. Even in

horrible situations-violent situations-he was not so volatile.

“I’ll earn money to take care of you,” he said more quietly. As if the outburst never happened. “Don’t give it another thought.”

Grace stared dazedly at the man before her. She believed

him. Even though he didn’t have a steady job and no home of his own, she trusted his word. Indeed, his words had given her an unprecedented sense of security.

Maybe she didn’t have to go it alone. Maybe she did have someone she could rely on.

“Make the call.” He brought the phone before her.

She hesitated for a few seconds, then took the phone and called her manager on-call at the Sanitation Center.

As the phone rang and she waited to be connected to her manager, she felt her blood pressure rise. She didn’t love this job, but she really didn’t want to lose it. She trusted that Jay could provide for them, but she didn’t want that responsibility

to fall to him.

“Hello, Mrs. Jacobson,” she said politely when her boss answered. Then she gave a summary of the accident, leaving out the whole “I was pushed by Zoe Stevens and bullied by my

fiancee Lily

no. Or that she’d

there were no extra hurdles. To her total

her health

she needed to. Furthermore,

and her salary would not

affected.

couldn’t believe it.

Jason asked.

“She said yes.”

continued to wash her foot, and his hand slipped

in

dark gaze cut to

more

particular manager has never been

toward me…”

You’re injured. It’s the right

fingers gently along her ankle again and she felt tingles of goodness from her foot to the top

her like this? Sean

intimate times, he wasn’t one

foot, up her leg to all those other places,

imagine his strong hands, those long fingers, tracing higher up her legs, to where they v-ed. And once her

you. I’m, uh, all clean,!” she hurriedly said. Ankles…

yet his fingers were still gripping her leg. “Let

wet.” At least her

Sister,” he

senses were heightened with anticipation. Maybe it was the meds from

Whatever the reason…

She wanted him.