My Gorgeous Wife is an Ex-Convict

Chapter 17

After the inspection from the Urban Management Bureau ended, Mia told Grace. “We’re having a reunion with our high school classmates this weekend. Come and join us.”

“A gathering?” Grace laughed. Given her current condition, she would be mocked if she were to go. No doubt, that was exactly what Mia intended. “You’re so kind to think of me,” she said.

“But, no. I’m not free, and I won’t be going.”

“Oh come on, Grace. These events are impossible to pull together. It’s a rarity. What is it you’re busy with? Come and join us!” Mia tried to persuade her.

Did Mia think that Grace was born yesterday?

This woman had been rude, spiteful, and petty. She could just imagine how a ‘reunion’ would play out-with Mia, no doubt, telling everyone how Grace, former beauty and valedictorian, lost it all, went to jail, and was currently working in Sanitation.

Nope. Not happening.

“I need to work over the weekend. Do you really think that weekends would be rest days for me given the scope of my job?” Grace asked.

Mia was speechless when she heard that. Indeed, she had forgotten.

“However…”

“I’m clearing the rubbish. Let’s talk another time.” Before Mia could finish her statement, Grace turned to leave.

She was not stupid. And, seriously, Mia was so obvious.

It’s okay. You’re okay.

Tomorrow is a new day.

Grace repeated her mantra and pushed the negative thoughts from her mind. She couldn’t control the mean or shallow people around her, but she could control herself. And she could choose to meet experience with positivity.

Two days later, the Vice Director instructed her to send a document over to someone from the Urban Management Bureau, only problem was it was the weekend, and the Management Bureau representatives were at a country club luncheon.

Ordinary sanitation workers were not allowed to enter such a place, and more than one employee at the prestigious club tried to intercept her as she entered the lobby.

Grace caught the odd stares of other wealthy people, their looks saying clearly, ‘what is SHE doing in here!?’ Like she was some other species or something.

Grace had been to this particular club many times before for

dinners and charity events. Sean belonged to this particular country club.

One of the staff nodded to her. “We’re expecting you,” he said.

“Follow me.”

“Sure.”

The sooner she could hand off this paperwork, the better.

Then she could leave.

The staff member led her down one hallway and into another. Then he opened the door to a ballroom. Many people were inside.

When Grace stepped in, she heard a familiar voice, saying, “Look who’s here!”

Grace saw Mia Jenkins, Maria, and some of her high school classmates.

“There you are, Grace!” Mia called out loudly.

Grace knew immediately that Mia had deliberately made this arrangement. As she was from the Urban Management Bureau, the supervisors would be eager to get on her good side. As long as Mia wanted a document and specified the person she wanted to bring it to her, the Vice Director would accede to her request.

“See! I didn’t lie to you. The prettiest girl in our class has become a sanitation worker!” Maria said, looking snobbish.

Grace’s uniform completely stood out from the classy attire of the rest of the people in the private room.

“Is this our beautiful super scholar? You were imprisoned for three years and I almost couldn’t recognize you.” Greg looked down his long nose at her. “Aw, what’s wrong, Sean didn’t want to dote on you anymore after you killed his sister?”

Between the mention of Sean, the horrible accident that ended Jennifer’s life, and seeing this man in front of her, Grace froze.

The pain of so many memories slammed into her like a flood.

high and

Greg had been a rich and entitled jerk back then

fresh air. Greg grabbed her arm and assaulted her. If Sean hadn’t come out to find her, she knew

taught him a lesson

one here

near the corner of his eye. “Your ex is untouchable… but you aren’t.

and Maria’s eyes were glittering like this was the

walked a few feet

to her, saying, “This is the

“Grace, sorry you had to

Sure, she was.

Mia grinned, this

was about to leave the room when Greg caught hold of her arm. “Why

it to Grace’s lips. “Come on, drink

open her mouth. She turned her head and pushed him away.

down his shirt. He became angry and gave Grace one tight slap in the face, shouting, “Ugh! Do you think

Greg was shouting, he took up the bottle of red wine beside him and poured it over

cold wine soaked her body, embarrassing

shook their heads and cringed, but no

Maria laughed openly.

“Grace, apologize to Greg quickly. He may

idea ridiculous. She was

but she was expected to apologize to Greg. No. That wasn’t

being

her

more infuriated. “Grace, do you think that you’re still Sean’s girlfriend? I’m giving you a chance to apologize to me. Even if I raped you right here, no one would

the other guests filed out of the room,

entirely.

flying. She hit the

Grace screamed as he advanced on her.

none of her classmates spoke for her, let alone

her skin?” Maria asked.

accident,”

her three years of imprisonment, making her fairer than anyone. And the scars… they weren’t from the car accident, but from the

had not faded away, and they were hideous.

her knees,

stepping on her right hand with

in such a hurry to leave? You have not yet apologized to Gregory,” Maria said. She looked as if she couldn’t wait to see Grace in

pain in Grace’s hand reminded her of her prison days when her finger bones had been broken inch

unable to defend herself and was forced to

wasn’t going down without a fight. She used all of her might to push Maria’s foot away from her right hand. Then she lunged to her feet and

this place. She had to

catching her by her hair and yanking her backward. She screamed, feeling hair ripped

Leave me

doors to the room remained closed and no one came

the hand he held in her hair. “Are you trying to run away? Don’t you know that my

paused as he made

familiar voice saying, “Greg,

That’s…

Grace shivered.

Sean again-let alone in such a

to have a meal with me too. However, your ex-girlfriend doesn’t know what’s good

replied neutrally.

rubbed at the scar near his brow. “I’m thinking I owe her from our last time meeting.”

Greg spoke, he pulled Grace’s hair, forcing her to

face

a chasm of grief

besides Sean… Lily

who’d egged him on to break her bones. Who’d stood

Greg, was like a nightmare

go,”

at Sean as if asking his permission.

“We’re here for dinner,” he said. “How you choose to…entertain…yourself is up to you, Greg. I have nothing to