My Gorgeous Wife is an Ex-Convict!

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Terrence Klein shifted in the front seat of the car and considered his options.

His boss, Jason Reed, had approached the group near the sports car. The headlights showed the woman on the ground and the three men.

He better not go crazy…

Terrence had seen his boss Jason lose it before.

It was terrifying.

He glanced around, gauging if there were any traffic cameras on this deserted stretch of road or if there were any other bystanders who might witness Jason killing somebody.

He prayed it wouldn’t go that far.

But he knew Jason and what he was capable of.

This was going to be bloody, and brutal.

Tonight, the road had already been closed, so who would have expected that five people and a Ferrari would break in here?

They’d disturbed Jason, who wanted to be alone.

Every year on this day, Jason always closed this whole road and stayed on it alone, wearing old clothes.

No one dared to ask the reason as if it were taboo.

Terrence who had worked for Jason all these years didn’t know the reason either.

At this moment, as he watched his boss lift a heavyset man with ease and slam his head against the wall over and over, he did not know whether he should stop him.

He got out of the car.

Beating up some would-be rapists was one thing. Killing them… wouldn’t be so easy to overlook. Or clean up.

And the men on this road were driving a Ferrari not a Ford.

Which meant, like Jason, they had money.

when just as suddenly, his boss stopped

stranger’s arm. “If you punch him again, he’ll

balled his fist as

wasn’t until this moment that she

handsome. With dark eyes and a strong jaw. Full lips

hair was longer on top

feet, the man

“He isn’t worth

eyes cut into her. He looked deadly and still as if people’s lives

took a deep breath and said, “It is not worth being imprisoned for

nor move, but she sensed him

friends and get back into his car. “You’ll pay for this!”

he was addressing her, the stranger,

wasn’t much Christopher could do that she

woman who’d been with these bastards stuck her head out of the car. “Holy sh*t! Is

car and one asked,

Grace understood their confusion.

man—her savior—wore old clothes. He looked… as broken as she

jacket was threadbare, and his

peeled out with his

car tear up the street. When the road was once again

you… for

grunted, but beyond that, didn’t

the road, he

lower. If he were to sleep on

had saved her, Grace started

Do you have their phone number? I can help you call them and ask them

his head and

the same darkness she’d seen in her own

that spoke of nothing to live for. No

nowhere to stay, you can stay

***

her apartment. She wasn’t impulsive by nature, and she certainly hadn’t dated anyone or even considered

her from rape,

at the

attorney, she would’ve fought hard to see all of them in prison for their crimes or complacency in it. But life had taught

was

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