My Gorgeous Wife is an Ex-Convict!

Chapter 1225

‘After all, it’s Jason’s marriage registration! Few people in Emerald City probably knew that Master Reed was registering his marriage here! If Emerald City’s media learned about this, it would cause a stir in the whole city.

‘However… the woman who’s marrying Jason is a stranger. She’s not an heiress in Emerald City, is she? In particular, the sight of her fingers when she’s signing the papers. She writes a little slower than ordinary people, and the knuckles of her fingers are slightly deformed. I can also see some calluses on her hands.

‘At least, those are not an heiress’ hands.’

The managing director thought to himself.

Just as Grace finished writing her name on the registration form, the familiar feeling of nausea suddenly came over her. Grace immediately covered her mouth and made a quick dash for the

restroom.

Jason immediately got up and ran after Grace. Seeing this, the managing director and other staff of tMason Swansonvil Affairs Bureau also hurried to follow them.

appeared

Affairs Bureau.

ran at the front, followed closely by a good-looking man who was trailed after by a group of staff.

into the restroom, the managing director quickly stopped him.

Master Reed barges in and becomes a laughing stock in Emerald City, I’ll probably be

lips together tightly, and his mind flashed back to the way Grace threw up in front of him last time. Her face had been as pale as a sheet of paper at the

right in. He saw the lean figure bending over

pale now as she had been before and was puking so hard that it seemed as if she were going to throw up

and held Grace with one hand, helping her soothe her back so that she could feel a little more

she managed to look up at him and say, “What… What are you doing here? This is…”

not want to show his feelings in front of her, he could not hide the concern and eagerness in

been throwing up a lot lately.” She did not have much morning sickness before, but nausea returned after saying a few words. Grace began to throw up again.

director were staring at each other outside

not help asking, “Well… do we need to