My Gorgeous Wife is an Ex-Convict!

Chapter 5

Chapter 5

“Because…”

Jason swallowed what was left of the steamed bun he was holding as he waited for her to finish her sentence.

Grace struggled to find her words. As an attorney, she’d thought out every argument and calculated conversation to be convincing and compelling. But she wasn’t looking to sell him on something or to try and win him over. He either wanted her company or he didn’t.

She took a bite of one of the steamed buns he’d brought. The taste was subpar. In the past, she probably would not have liked them, but now, the taste was secondary. The most important thing for her was to fill her stomach.

A dozen different arguments filled her head, for ‘why’ she should be his sister, but in the end, she went for an honest explanation.

“Jay, we are the same kind of people. We’ve both been abandoned by others and can only look for a living on the bottom-most rung of society. No one will want people like us, and no one will care about us, but at least we can keep each other warm. I can care about you, and you can also care about me, right?”

“Is that so?” he said. She felt her smile wobble. If he were to describe her expression, what would he see? Hope, loneliness, desire, and also some uncertainty.

She’d been so guarded the last three years. She understood what she was feeling now: vulnerability.

“It seems that we really are the same kind of people…” he muttered. His gaze was like that of a hunter watching a small animal fall into his trap.

“Sister.” He nodded as if coming to some agreement.

In the blink of an eye, her smile turned as bright as the starry sky.

After dinner, Grace took Jason with her and left for the night market to buy some clothes. He was bemused by her efforts, but apparently, she was taking this whole ‘sister’ thing seriously.

Perhaps the days were really becoming too boring for him. He could easily get whatever he wanted with a wave of his hands, but now this game was becoming somewhat interesting to him.

So he indulged her, following behind her like some lost puppy.

should just

place to ease

more than the entirety of what was in this store, but he saw the way her eyes widened as the cash register tallied his clothes. She nodded resolutely and paid, and it left him feeling…something he couldn’t describe, to see her sacrifice her hard-earned money

she said. “Put this

cotton jacket was thick, but

warmer now?”

his eyes and looked at her. She was almost a head shorter than him. “Actually, you don’t need to buy these clothes for me. I am used to the cold. I’d be fine even if I were to only wear

used to it,” she said. “I don’t have much money and I can’t buy a lot of

are you so nice to me?”

touched his hands. She found that his hands were freezing, so she held his

cold. Rubbing them like this should make them a little warmer,” she

stiffened for a minute. Never had a woman rubbed his hands like this before just to warm

not reject her touch as much. Perhaps he was fine with her touch because, right now, she

think of something and glanced at her hands, which were full

spoke, she quickly let go

but your hands actually felt quite cold as well. Sister, why don’t you rub your hands on

he offered

but then she held his hands in hers again. Compared with his big hands, hers were much

her head and breathed warm air over his hands from time to time. Her nose had gone slightly red due

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father said that he was going to throw the album away today. It was not easy for me to ask him

was the album that contained photos of her and her

gentle voice. She then added the specific address and ended the call without waiting for Grace’s

in her hand. She naturally knew that Evelyn would never hand the album to her for no reason. She had to be plotting

contained almost all her memories of her

deep male voice rang in

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