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.

then paused when just as suddenly, his boss stopped

stranger’s arm.

He balled his fist as

wasn’t until this moment that

dark eyes and a strong jaw. Full lips

on top and

shuffled back and got to his feet, the man took

Grace said. “He isn’t

looked deadly and

took a deep breath and said, “It is not

man didn’t nod nor move,

of the pause to grab his friends and get back into his

if he was addressing her, the

could do

her head out of the

car and

Grace understood their confusion.

old clothes. He looked… as broken as she

no billionaire. His jacket was threadbare, and his

out with his

road was once again quiet, she looked back at

hesitantly said, “Thank you… for saving

but beyond that,

to the other side of the road, he sat

the temperature was due to drop even lower. If he were to sleep on the road for the night, would he be alive

considering that the man had saved her,

been a rough night. Aren’t you going home now? Where is your family? Do you have their phone

head and Grace saw…

was the same darkness she’d seen in her own eyes too many times when she’d been

of nothing to live for. No

to stay, you

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

had saved her from rape, maybe even

at the

fought hard to see all of them in prison for their crimes or complacency in it.

life was

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