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.”

Underneath the hot water, she tried to channel

partially succeeded.

to always protect the innocent, and yet… what had she learned?

couldn’t lose.

happened today was

She shuddered.

that man on the second floor hadn’t

bastard Greg have abused and

and Mia, two ‘classmates’ who’d

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 they’d caused

seeking justice

come for a person like her.

You’re okay.

is a new

again,

wasn’t true.

found it hard to bite back the words

one hand, he knew why she remained silent. His

of his physical sickness from the other night. If that was the case, well, f*ck that.

allowed her to mother him because he’d sensed that was

back down at

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

clenched into fists.

hummed some nameless tune.

the recent exposure to the wind and sun, her skin was not

was sewing her clothes, stitch

elegant way about her was unusually attractive.

the circles he moved in, he seldom saw women sewing clothes like this. The very notion was

year.

a simple

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