My Gorgeous Wife is an Ex-Convict!

Chapter 3

Chapter 3

“Are you hungry?”

His dark eyes studied her and he tilted his head. “What?”

When he still didn’t reply, she wrung her hands together. “I’ll get you something to eat.”

Grace moved to the tiny stove and threw some noodles and eggs into the pot to make a simple bowl of noodles for him. She didn’t have any meat, but she chopped what vegetables she had and added them too.

She set the tiny table and poured them both a glass of water from the sink. He moved cautiously to take a seat when she set the bowls down.

“Eat, but don’t eat too fast. It’s quite hot,” she said.

She didn’t mean to treat him like a child, but his presence made her nervous even as there was something incredibly calming about him.

He lowered his head and ate his noodles quietly. Grace also stared at him in silence.

Normally, she’d come home and hate the feeling of being alone, confined in a tiny space. For some reason, the loneliness that she’d usually feel seemed to have disappeared. Could it be due to the presence of another person in the room?

After he had finished eating, Grace cleaned up the plates. “I usually sleep with the lights on. I hope you don’t mind,” she said. Ever since she was released from prison, she had gotten into the habit.

“That’s fine.”

Grace took her pajamas into the bathroom and shut the door to brush her teeth and change. Was it weird having a man alone beside where she’d sleep? Yeah. Probably.

But she didn’t feel triggered by his presence of fearful.

If he’d wanted to hurt her, he wouldn’t have defended her on the street.

When she exited and lay down on the bed, he took his position on the floor.

The room was silent save for the sound of the heater. If she listened hard enough, she could hear each breath he took.

It was a steady rhythm, peaceful even.

Grace closed her eyes and focused on sleeping. This was her routine every night because it was almost impossible for her to relax. Even being out of jail, at night she would always dream of her time in prison.

She would be beaten, shamed, and abused… and every finger would burn with the pain of being broken and the nails being torn off…

She’d wake up screaming, fingers curled, terrified, and heart pounding.

However, oddly, that didn’t happen tonight.

She slept until sunrise and was not visited by her usual nightmares.

As she awakened, she rolled over to look at the figure lying on the ground beside her bed.

Still here.

she was no longer

she even knew it, she had gotten out of bed, squatted down, and placed her hand on his cheek. Her

and not something from her

taken a strange man into

that he was already awake. His beautiful eyes were fixed on

Her face heated with embarrassment. “I… I just… that… If you don’t

spoke in a hurry, but after she

widened with a

don’t want to, just pretend I didn’t say

finally opened and he spoke quietly. “Do you

man,

and she assumed he meant it to mean his presence here. She didn’t read

at her, and a smile slowly formed

smile. Although it

***

Grace got ready to go back to work. When she left money on the table for him to buy himself some food, he sat

the room was eerily

somewhat nervous energy filled the space. He rolled up the quilt

be tempted to look around, maybe snoop a bit. But he didn’t want to intrude on her

finally left the apartment, there

come out, they

Jason

his hand. It had been many years since someone had given him money like

a contract worker of the Sanitation Service Center. She started renting her current residence here a month ago, and

“Prison?”

and killing Jennifer Atkinson. She was sentenced to three

his expression bland. “Grace…” he whispered. “Well, this

good political marriage candidate, he

would end up dying

Grace knew about his past relationship with Jennifer, how would

considered that twenty-dollar

his hand, brought him into her home, and said she’d wanted him—just

the information you can find on Grace Cummins on

Then… “Sir, are you

***

He said that since she had been released

when she was

after mom died, and her stepmother gave birth to another daughter,

led to her being sent to live with her maternal grandmother in the countryside. Grace’s grandmother cared for her until third grade, but had to leave her.

been in college and at the top of her class, her father finally warmed to

her home life became the best it had ever been. Her father regarded her as an honor, and her stepmother cared about her well-being, even if only out of pretense. Even her half sister tried to get on her good side—something that had never happened before. From the moment Evelyn was born, she’d taken the role of the favorite child,

had been the one act that had finally made her worthy of love in her family’s eyes. She knew it was only because he was the heir of the Stevens Corporation.

To be loved.

she realized that everything was just her

home, she stepped into

same. Pictures of the three of them. Not a single photo of

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