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.

he should just

his place to ease her

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

said.

was thick, but not particularly

it warmer

than him. “Actually, you don’t need to buy these clothes for me. I am used to the

you’re used to it,” she said. “I don’t have much money and

are you so nice to me?” he

so she held his hands with her own, lowered her

like this should make them a little

whole body stiffened for a minute. Never had a woman rubbed his hands like this

touch as much. Perhaps he was fine with her touch because, right now, she was an important part of

at her hands,

quickly let go

frowned. “I don’t think your hands are rough at all, but your hands actually felt quite cold as well. Sister, why don’t you rub your hands on mine for a while

spoke, he offered his

held his hands in hers again. Compared with his big

Her nose had gone slightly red due to the cold.

***

was not easy for

shocked as she knew what Evelyn was referring to. It was the album that contained photos of her and her mother before

don’t come, then I might accidentally lose the album,” Evelyn said in a gentle voice. She then added the specific address and

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

a deep male voice rang

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