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.”

she’d been waiting for. Underneath the hot water, she tried to channel all of those terrible feelings and fears out of her and right down the

partially

protect the innocent, and yet… what had she learned? That there were many people above the law. And being innocent didn’t mean

couldn’t lose.

happened today was proof of

She shuddered.

man on the second floor

have abused and

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

to press charges, they would be

to buy entire juries…

justice

come for a person like her.

You’re okay.

is a new

over and over again, but deep down, she knew it

wasn’t true.

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

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

the other night. If that was the case, well, f*ck that. He’d been in pain, yeah. But

her to mother him because he’d sensed that was what she

at the kitchen table.

the dim light of the kitchen lamp to sew

hands clenched into fists.

hummed some nameless

to 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,

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

about her was unusually attractive.

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

year.

such a simple and plain woman would capture

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