My Gorgeous Wife is an Ex-Convict

Chapter 20

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

only partially

always protect the innocent, and yet… what had she learned? That there were many people above the law. And being innocent

couldn’t lose.

today was proof of that.

She shuddered.

second floor hadn’t intervened?

have abused and drowned her?

and Mia, two ‘classmates’ who’d

to press charges, they would be accomplices.

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

knew seeking justice was pointless.

for a person like

okay. You’re okay.

is a new

over and over again, but deep

wasn’t true.

hard to bite back

hand, he knew why she remained silent. His ‘sister’ was hellbent on protecting him.

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

him because he’d sensed that

at

light of the kitchen lamp to sew back together the uniform shirt that Gregory had torn.

hands clenched into

hummed some nameless tune.

recent exposure to the wind and sun, her skin was not fair at all. Even

this moment, she was sewing her clothes, stitch by

way about her was unusually

very notion was laughable. The women he knew wore

year.

such a simple and plain woman would capture all his

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