Chapter 23

“But I… I made you lose face in front of everyone, and even Greg…”

“That’s what they did. It had nothing to do with you, right?”

“It had something to do with me!” Mia shouted in her heart. This was the first time in her life that she desperately wanted to take responsibility for something. But the words wouldn’t come.

“Well, if there is nothing else, I still have to work,” Grace said, ignoring the bitter look on Mia’s face. She went around Mia and walked to the other side of the road to sweep the ground.

Although Grace did not know why Mia had come to her today, she did not intend to forgive her for what had happened that day.

Just as Grace was sweeping, a figure suddenly appeared in front of her. She looked up to see that it was Chase from the fleet.

Chase’s face was slightly red, and he said with great courage, “Grace, Claire said that you don’t want to be in love now, but… but… I’m sincere. I’m willing to wait for you. When… when you do want to be in a relationship, you can look for me.”

He quickly corrected himself and said, “It’s not that you can look for

more suitable for you. I am just a street sweeper. I don’t earn much, and my job has no future. I

I like you.” After saying this, Chase’s face seemed to turn redder. “Claire said that you don’t have a boyfriend now. I will wait.”

I…” She just wanted to refuse again, but when she saw his flushed face and somewhat nervous expression, she was a little stunned. At least this man, at this moment, seemed to be sincere to her, and as Claire had told her, he

speaking, would be a

this man knew that she had been in prison, he would probably stay far

a voice suddenly sounded behind her. “Sister,

figure walking towards her. The black down jacket, black trousers, and sneakers were all from discount stores, but on him, they looked stylishly good. However, his expression was a bit more, she

course,” she replied automatically. “This is my colleague.

you

today, so I came to see you,” Jason said as he held Grace’s left hand, he rubbed his palms

chilly winter, her hands would be blown by the harsh wind. Obviously, they would get cold, but she was used to it. She didn’t wear gloves most of the time because they made it

of his, warming them. up gently. He rubbed them with one hand and then changed

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