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.

of him? Because she was no longer alone in this

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

real, and not something from her

she really had taken a strange man into her

herself, she found that he was already awake.

“I… I just… that… If you don’t

hurry, but after

eyes widened with a trace of

don’t want to, just pretend I didn’t say anything,” she added, biting her

opened and he spoke quietly.

some other man, it would’ve sounded like they were flirting

the words came from him, it was like he was just asking a simple question of “want” or “don’t want” and she assumed he meant it to mean his presence here. She didn’t read

and a smile slowly formed on his lips.

had seen him smile. Although it was very light… it looked

***

she left money on the table for him to buy himself some food,

her gone, the

or somewhat nervous energy filled the space. He rolled up the quilt that he’d slept on and then washed out the

around, maybe snoop a bit. But he didn’t want

he finally left the apartment, there

come out, they

go,” Jason responded

him. Jason got into it and looked at the twenty-dollar bill in his hand. It had been many years since someone had

rearview mirror. “The woman who was with you last night is a contract worker of the Sanitation Service Center. She started renting her current residence here a month ago, and was just

“Prison?”

Grace Cummins. She’s the ex-girlfriend of Sean of the Stevens family. She was convicted of reckless driving and killing Jennifer Atkinson. She was sentenced to three years of imprisonment and

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

Jennifer Atkinson had been set on marrying him and that she was also a good political marriage candidate, he thought that if he had to marry someone, then she wouldn’t

thought that Jennifer would

Grace knew about his past relationship with Jennifer, how would she

that

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

all the information you can find on Grace Cummins on my desk

Then… “Sir, are you

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call from her father asking her to go home. He said that since she had been released from prison, she should go home to pay her

mother died when

a few months after mom died, and

family, which led to her being sent to live with her maternal grandmother in the countryside.

father finally warmed to her. He eventually

even if only out of pretense. Even her half sister

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. However, at that time, she still couldn’t help but long for familial affection. She’d

To be loved.

car accident, she realized that

home, she stepped into her father’s

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

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