My Gorgeous Wife is an Ex-Convict

Chapter 3

Chapter 3

“Are you hungry?”

His dark eyes studied her and he tilted his head. “What?”

When he still didn’t reply, she wrung her hands together. “I’ll get you something to eat.”

Grace moved to the tiny stove and threw some noodles and eggs into the pot to make a simple bowl of noodles for him. She didn’t have any meat, but she chopped what vegetables she had and added them too.

She set the tiny table and poured them both a glass of water from the sink. He moved cautiously to take a seat when she set the bowls down.

“Eat, but don’t eat too fast. It’s quite hot,” she said.

She didn’t mean to treat him like a child, but his presence made her nervous even as there was something incredibly calming about him.

He lowered his head and ate his noodles quietly. Grace also stared at him in silence.

Normally, she’d come home and hate the feeling of being alone, confined in a tiny space. For some reason, the loneliness that she’d usually feel seemed to have disappeared. Could it be due to the presence of another person in the room?

After he had finished eating, Grace cleaned up the plates. “I usually sleep with the lights on. I hope you don’t mind,” she said. Ever since she was released from prison, she had gotten into the habit.

“That’s fine.”

Grace took her pajamas into the bathroom and shut the door to brush her teeth and change. Was it weird having a man alone beside where she’d sleep? Yeah. Probably.

But she didn’t feel triggered by his presence of fearful.

If he’d wanted to hurt her, he wouldn’t have defended her on the street.

When she exited and lay down on the bed, he took his position on the floor.

The room was silent save for the sound of the heater. If she listened hard enough, she could hear each breath he took.

It was a steady rhythm, peaceful even.

Grace closed her eyes and focused on sleeping. This was her routine every night because it was almost impossible for her to relax. Even being out of jail, at night she would always dream of her time in prison.

She would be beaten, shamed, and abused… and every finger would burn with the pain of being broken and the nails being torn off…

She’d wake up screaming, fingers curled, terrified, and heart pounding.

However, oddly, that didn’t happen tonight.

She slept until sunrise and was not visited by her usual nightmares.

As she awakened, she rolled over to look at the figure lying on the ground beside her bed.

Still here.

Was it because of him? Because she was no longer alone in this room?

had gotten out of bed, squatted down, and placed her hand on his cheek. Her hand

real, and not something from

taken a strange man

found that he was already awake. His beautiful

with embarrassment. “I… I just… that… If you don’t have anywhere to go,

hurry, but after she had said it, she felt

with a

I didn’t say anything,” she

he spoke

other man, it would’ve sounded

he was just asking a simple question of “want” or “don’t want” and she assumed he meant it to mean his presence here.

stared at her, and a smile slowly formed on his

first time she had seen him smile. Although it was very light… it looked extremely beautiful to

***

while Grace got ready to go back to work. When she left money on the table for him to buy himself some

the room was eerily

He rolled up the quilt that he’d slept on and then washed out the coffee cup he’d

around, maybe snoop a bit. But he

left the apartment, there

they respectfully

go,” Jason responded

years since someone had given him money like this. On the contrary,

of the Sanitation Service Center. She

“Prison?”

reckless driving and killing Jennifer Atkinson. She was sentenced to three years of imprisonment and had

his expression bland. “Grace…” he

been set on marrying him and that she was also a good political marriage candidate, he thought that if he had to marry someone, then she wouldn’t be that bad

would end up

knew about his past relationship with

considered that twenty-dollar

brought him into her home, and

want all the information you can

are you

***

father asking her to go home. He said that since she had been released from prison, she should go home

when she was

mom died,

which led to her being sent to live with her maternal grandmother in the countryside.

college and at the top of her class, her father finally warmed to her. He eventually started to show off to others

it had ever been. Her father regarded her as an honor, and her stepmother cared about her well-being, even if only out of pretense. Even her half sister tried to get on her

only because he was the heir of the Stevens Corporation. However, at that time, she still couldn’t help but long for familial affection. She’d just wanted

To be loved.

realized that everything was

stepped into

Pictures of the three of them. Not a

Same couches and tables.

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