My Gorgeous Wife is an Ex-Convict!

Chapter 4

Evelyn’s face contorted with rage just as her father’s vicious slap connected with Grace’s face.

“What are you talking about!” her father screamed. “You drove a car into someone else and were locked up in jail because of it. Our entire family was shamed because of you. You don’t have a future anymore. Do you want to ruin your sister’s future as well?” His eyes were full of disgust for her.

“The one thing you did right was dating Sean Stevens and then you destroyed it all. We had so much respect from other businessmen and our relatives from that connection…”

Grace nodded, understanding that her father, Tony Cummins had been embarrassed.

Her relationship with Sean had afforded her dad the chance to claim a higher social ranking. When she fell… he did too. And her father resented her for it.

Her face burned and she knew she’d likely bear a bruise. But her expression remained calm as if she didn’t care at all.

“I originally just wanted to say a prayer for my mother—that was why you invited me back home, wasn’t it?—But now it seems there is no need for me to do it here. I won’t step foot in this house ever again.”

After saying this, Grace walked out of the house without looking back.

This place had never really been her “home,” and she should’ve stopped hoping for it to be a long time ago.

When Grace got to her apartment, the place was dark and the lights were off. When she turned on the lights, she was greeted by cold silence.

She could tell at a glance that there was no one else in the room.

Was Jason gone? Her heart suddenly felt a little empty. Which was silly, she knew. The man was a stranger. He’d helped her out, but he didn’t owe her anything, and she was very foolish to think he’d want to stay with her.

Grace let out a bitter laugh. She was alone. Again.

Something in her chest ached painfully at the thought as if acknowledging that even out of prison, she was still constricted, and destined to live out her existence without anybody.

Just as she was about to close the door, she saw a figure slowly walking towards her. She was stunned.

It was Jason.

entire upper part of his face, making it difficult for people to see him clearly at a glance,

thought him an actor like her sister might work with on one of the TV series. He was that

was he really a homeless

of them carried elements

humans were tribal animals after all.

low and indifferent, but to her,

throat suddenly felt tight. “I… I thought you

her. “I just went out to

the door. Then, she saw two white steamed

felt that her whole body seemed to be much more

but some

light a candle for my Grandpa and mother. Today is

grandpa and

her bag that she’d bought on the way home along

in the photo was about sixty years old.

the candles

kissed the

have a job that pays well enough for me to feed myself. You can rest in peace, and in the future, I will only

stood to one side and looked at the woman in front of him with a smile on her lips. However, her almond-shaped eyes looked misty. The light of the candle and the light of the lamp in the corner of the room mixed together and caused

nose, and pink lips. She was not

had been a rare beauty. To Jason, Grace’s looks were

seen her information and naturally knew that today was the anniversary of her Grandpa’s death. He understood her to need to say some kind words and to acknowledge her Grandpa’s passing, but fresh out of prison and working in a sanitation center, to say she

another person here who’s staying with me,” she said softly. She then turned her head

moment, she turned to look at the man in the photo

saying this, she respectfully bowed to the photo. She closed her eyes and though her lips moved, whatever words

her eyes. “Alright, I’ll clean up and

“Sure,” he responded easily.

help, but she bid him sit. He washed his hands and set out plates and utensils before sitting

there was no sound in the room, there was a rhythm to her motions as if

a plate of some egg frittata

It smelled delicious.

the buns he’d brought back and rather than

twitched at that. She’d been the one to give him