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.”

water, she tried to channel all of those terrible feelings and fears

only partially succeeded.

had she learned? That

couldn’t lose.

today was proof of that.

She shuddered.

if that man on the second

bastard Greg have abused and drowned her?

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

were to press charges, they would

felon. If their families didn’t have enough money to buy entire juries… if anyone actually cared about her or the pain

seeking justice was pointless.

never come for a person like her.

You’re okay.

is a new

and over again,

wasn’t true.

found it hard to bite back the words he wanted to say.

the one hand, he knew why she remained silent. His

other night. If that was the case, well, f*ck

to mother him because he’d sensed that was what she needed to do.

at the kitchen table.

over her pajamas and she worked in the dim light of the kitchen lamp to sew back

hands clenched into fists.

some

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 time. he’d known her, it was obvious the hardships in her

at this moment, she was sewing her clothes, stitch by stitch, and… she looked beautiful.

way about her was unusually

sewing clothes like this. The very notion was laughable. The women he knew wore couture clothes that cost more than

year.

simple and plain woman

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