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.

“You’re not so high and

rich and entitled jerk back then and he didn’t

grabbed her arm and assaulted her. If Sean hadn’t come

him a lesson that

there was no one here

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

eyes were glittering like this was the greatest show they’d ever

Greg. She walked a few feet over to Mia

paperwork over to her, saying, “This is

she said, “Grace, sorry you had to make

Sure, she was.

way Mia grinned, this had

caught hold of her arm. “Why are you in

he took a glass of red wine and put it to Grace’s lips. “Come on, drink up. Back then, you were convicted of driving

She turned her head and pushed him away.

slap in the face, shouting, “Ugh! Do you think you’re still Sean’s girlfriend? You’re an ex-con and a sanitation

the bottle of red wine beside him and poured it over Grace’s head.

cold wine soaked her

gave her. They shook their heads and cringed, but

Maria laughed openly.

saying, “Grace, apologize to Greg quickly. He may forgive

the idea ridiculous. She

expected to apologize to Greg. No. That

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

her lips.

became 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 stand up for you!”

meal, and Grace was horrified as the other guests filed out of the room, ignoring her

entirely.

hit the ground hard and her

he advanced on

spoke for her,

wrong with her skin?” Maria

the accident,” Mia

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

the scars had not faded away, and they were

up, and though she pushed to her knees,

stepping on her right hand with her

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

days when her finger bones

to defend herself and

all of her might to push

wanted to get out of this

came from behind her, catching her by her hair and yanking her backward. She screamed,

Leave me alone!”

closed and no one

“Are you trying to run away? Don’t you know that my family is one of the shareholders of this

as he made that statement.

moment later, Grace heard a familiar voice saying,

That’s…

Grace shivered.

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

have a meal with me too. However, your

replied

near his brow. “I’m thinking I owe

pulled Grace’s hair, forcing her to lift

to face Sean.

it was like a chasm of grief was boiling

besides Sean… Lily Atkinson.

bones. Who’d stood beside him and goaded him to show no

mercy of Greg, was like a nightmare roaring to

go,”

Sean as if

shrugged. “We’re here for dinner,” he said. “How you choose to…entertain…yourself is up to you, Greg. I