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

only partially succeeded.

she’d studied and strove to always protect the innocent, and yet… what had she learned? That

couldn’t lose.

happened today was

She shuddered.

if that man on the second

abused and drowned her? And

‘classmates’ who’d stood by and watched

were to press charges, they would

to buy entire juries… if anyone actually cared about her or

knew seeking justice

would never come for a person like her.

You’re

is a new day.

and over again, but deep down, she

wasn’t true.

found it hard to bite back the

hand, he knew why she remained silent. His ‘sister’

because of his physical sickness from the other night. If that was the case, well, f*ck that. He’d

to mother him because he’d sensed that was what she needed

at the

worked in the dim light of the kitchen lamp to sew back together the uniform

clenched

some nameless tune.

and the recent exposure to the wind and sun, her skin was not fair at all. Even though she

was sewing her clothes, stitch

and elegant way about her was

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

year.

had never thought that one day, such a simple and plain

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