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

been a rich and entitled jerk back then and he didn’t appear to

charity auction when she’d gone outside for a bit of fresh air. Greg grabbed her arm and assaulted her. If Sean hadn’t come out to find

a

was no one here to protect

eye. “Your ex is untouchable… but you aren’t. And I still owe you for what he did

eyes were glittering like this was the

ignored Greg. She walked a few feet over

paperwork over to her, saying, “This is the

said, “Grace, sorry

Sure, she was.

this had been better

was about to leave the room when Greg caught hold of her arm. “Why are you in such a hurry? This

to Grace’s lips. “Come on, drink up. Back then, you were convicted of driving under

refused to open her mouth. She turned her

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

took up the bottle of red wine beside him and poured

wine soaked her body,

looks her other classmates gave her. They shook their heads and cringed, but no one called Greg to stop. No one tried to help

Maria laughed openly.

Greg

idea

but she was expected to apologize

of their jokes and she might have to deal with being looked down upon for the rest of her life,

pursed her lips. “No.”

do you think that you’re still Sean’s girlfriend? I’m giving you a chance to apologize to me. Even if

bell sounded, signaling the meal, and Grace was horrified as the other guests filed out of

entirely.

hit the ground hard and her shirt tore open, revealing

screamed as he advanced on her.

for her, let

wrong with her skin?” Maria

from the accident,” Mia replied.

making her fairer than anyone. And the scars… they weren’t from the car accident,

of the scars had not faded

to stand up, and though she pushed to her knees, her hand remained anchored to

her right hand

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

prison days when her finger bones had been broken inch by agonizing

defend herself and was forced to accept the

a fight. She used all of her might to push Maria’s foot away from her right hand. Then

get out of this place. She had to get out!

hair and yanking her backward. She screamed, feeling hair

Leave me alone!”

to the room remained closed and no one came to help her.

hair. “Are you trying to run away? Don’t you know

as he made

Grace heard a familiar voice saying, “Greg, what are

That’s…

Grace shivered.

expected to meet Sean again-let alone in such a sorry stale after

fiancée here for a meal? What a coincidence. Your ex-girlfriend is here to have a meal with me too. However, your ex-girlfriend doesn’t know what’s good for her and she has agitated

replied neutrally.

at the scar near his brow. “I’m thinking

hair, forcing her

to face Sean.

had transpired, it was like a chasm of grief was boiling up to swallow

there, besides Sean…

on to break her bones. Who’d stood

of Greg, was like

go,”

Sean as

choose to…entertain…yourself is up to you, Greg. I have nothing