My Gorgeous Wife is an Ex-Convict

Chapter 20

Chapter 20

Grace looked at the back of her right hand, at the spot where Maria had stepped on today.

“Today, when I was working, I accidentally hit it. It’s nothing,” she said casually, not wanting him to worry.

“Is that so?” Jason stared fixedly at Grace. “Sister, if someone bullies you, just tell me and I will stand up for you.”

He would make those people pay the price. In the future, no one would dare bully her.

For a moment, her heart pounded quickly. It was as if he knew everything. Was he …testing her? She didn’t want to lie. Not to him. But she didn’t want him to worry either.

Especially when he couldn’t help her.

He was poor and broken down like her. And if he were to take on one of those privileged assholes, it’d only end badly for him.

And she wouldn’t let that happen.

“I can protect myself,” she said.

“What if you can’t?” he asked.

If that were the case, it would still be useless to tell him, but

Grace did not say that. She didn’t want to prolong this

conversation.

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“Don’t you want me to protect you?” He stared at her with his dark and deep eyes.

She bit her lip. “You already saved me once, remember? Now it’s my turn to try and protect you. And I’ll try my best not to let others bully us.”

There was a flash in his eyes, but he did not say anything in the end. Instead, he simply replied faintly, “Okay.”

for. Underneath the hot water, she tried to channel all of those terrible feelings and fears out of her and

partially

yet… what had she learned? That there were many people above the law. And being innocent didn’t mean

couldn’t lose.

was

She shuddered.

that man on the second floor hadn’t intervened?

have abused and drowned her? And

Mia, two ‘classmates’ who’d stood by

she were to press charges,

to buy entire juries… if anyone actually

seeking justice was

come for a

okay. You’re

is a new

said it over and over again,

wasn’t true.

bite back the words he

His ‘sister’

night. If that was the case, well, f*ck

mother him because he’d sensed

down at the kitchen table.

and she worked in the dim light of the kitchen lamp to sew back together the uniform shirt that

hands clenched

hummed some nameless tune.

due to malnutrition. After three hard years of imprisonment and the recent exposure to the wind and sun, her skin was not fair at all. Even though she had

her clothes, stitch by stitch, and… she looked

elegant way about her

saw women sewing clothes like this. The very notion was laughable. The women he knew wore couture

year.

never thought that one day, such a simple and plain woman would capture all his attention.

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