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.”

been waiting for. Underneath the hot water, she tried to

only partially

she learned? That there were

couldn’t lose.

today was proof

She shuddered.

on the second floor hadn’t intervened? What

that bastard Greg have abused and

and Mia, two ‘classmates’ who’d stood by and watched the assault…

were to press charges, they would be accomplices.

convicted felon. If their families didn’t have enough money to buy entire juries… if

justice was pointless.

come for

You’re

a

again, but deep

wasn’t true.

it hard to bite back the words

remained silent. His ‘sister’ was hellbent on protecting him. Which was

back because of his physical sickness from the other night. If that was the

sensed that was what she needed to

at

dim light of the kitchen lamp to

hands clenched into fists.

some nameless tune.

lack some shine due to malnutrition. After three hard years of imprisonment and the recent exposure to the wind and sun, her skin was not fair at all. Even though she had a comely appearance, she still looked weathered, and given all that had befallen her in the short

this moment, she was sewing her clothes, stitch by stitch, and…

quiet and elegant way about her was unusually

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

year.

never thought that one day, such a simple and plain

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