Filed to story: My Gorgeous Wife is an Ex-Convict Novel by Anastasia Marie
The thought sickened him.
Back then, he hadn’t cared one way or the other. But now that he knew her. That he believed her when she said it was all an accident… it opened something in his chest that made him ache with regret.
“I know that you would have defended me,” Grace said. She patted his hand. “Alright, let’s not talk about this.” Grace smiled again and lifted her hand to rub his dark hair.
It seemed that she had been doing this more and more frequently recently.
Lina entered the hallway and paused beside them, she shifted her feet awkwardly. “I, uh, got the medicine,” she said to the two of them. “And Dr. Craigge included two other prescriptions which we can fill once we get you home.”
“Thank you, Lina,” Grace said.
“I’ll go get the car from the underground parking lot. Jay, help
Grace to the entrance and wait for me.”
“Alright,” Jason agreed.
He slid his arms beneath her legs.
“J-Jay, what are you doing?”
“It should be obvious, no?”
“They have wheelchairs, you don’t need to carry me.”
“The walking boot they give you won’t suffice. You should probably have crutches.” He hefted her into his arms and moved like he intended to carry her back into the hospital room to argue for said crutches from the doctor.
“No, no,” Grace said. “I’m fine. I just need some rest.”
“Exactly,” Jason agreed. “That means rest from walking,” he said simply, as if it explained everything.
“I’m too heavy for you to carry me like this!”
Jason laughed. “Don’t be absurd. You hardly weigh anything.”
It’s true. He noticed that the other night too, when he lifted her from the table and moved her to the bed.
She tensed in his arms. “Relax, Grace,” he whispered. “I won’t drop you.”
“I know,” she said.
Then she rested her head against his chest.
Jason felt his heart beat pick up. Her scent. Her nearness. Knowing she was all right when he’d been left thinking the worst… it all sent the blood in his body rushing to his head.
Jason’s eyes were filled with a tenderness that he didn’t even know was there.
Grace lifted one hand around his neck and clung to him.
He lifted her higher. Held her closer.
His lips brushed the top of her head.
“Thank you for coming for me, Jay.”
He made some noncommittal sound and then walked out of the emergency room and headed for the hospital entrance.
“You need to eat more, Sister.”
Grace made a strangled sound.
“I’m serious,” Jason said.
She was too light in his arms. And while most men would’ve probably found that satisfying, for him, it just reinforced her frailty.
How easily she could be hurt or taken from him.
That fall… it could’ve killed her.
The night he met her… those men could have killed her.
That asshole at his country club could have drowned her.
The electric bike could’ve run her down.
And… he shuddered… just how many times did she face death while in prison?!?
Her face pressed against him and she nestled closer as if seeking his warmth.
“I can’t remember the last time someone carried me. In my memory, when I was a child, Mom was the only one who ever did this for me.” Her voice was wistful. “My memories of those times are too vague.”
He made a soothing sound.
“Jay, you’re so nice,” she murmured.
She could all but feel him smiling. When she glanced up, his mouth remained in a straight line, but his eyes glowed mischievously. “Are you going to say that I’m a nice person again, sister?” he asked.
“Yes. I want to say that you’re a good brother. I’m very lucky to have a brother like you,” she replied.
“Brother…” He shook his head.
Jason carried Grace to the entrance of the hospital and Lina’s car appeared not long after.
After the two of them had gotten into the car, Lina launched into a tirade.
“Don’t you dare even interrupt me, Grace, because this shit has gone on long enough!”
With barely taking a second to draw a breath, Linarelayed the events that had transpired that day.
Although Jason had already heard the rough account of the incident from Terrence, his expression darkened dramatically at hearing Lina’s telling of it.
“That Zoe went too far! Not only did she have the malicious intention of having the store attendant kick us out, but she also intentionally tripped Grace! Can you believe that!?! Grace could’ve been seriously injured. She could’ve died. This wasn’t just a minor fall. That bitch tripped her down an escalator!!!”
“Let it go,” Grace said tiredly.
“Are you insane? Grace, what part of ‘you-could-have-died’ did you not hear!?”
Lina slammed on the brakes at an intersection and Jason threw out his arm to halt Grace’s forward momentum.
His hand caught her shoulder and he gently guided her back against the seat. Seeing as how Lina was driving aggressively, no doubt a reflection of her mood, Jason slung his arm around Grace’s shoulder to cushion her back and better hold her against the seat.
“It’s all because Zoe is a Stevens…” Lina seethed.
“What does that mean?” Jason asked carefully.
“Surely, you’ve heard of the Stevens Family. They own a good portion of this city. Real estate, businesses, commerce. It’s like they have their greedy hands in everything. And Zoe… she’s the worst! Acting like she’s so entitled and as if everyone else is dirt beneath her feet.” Lina slapped the steering wheel. “If it weren’t for Grace’s good luck, she might have been seriously injured!”
“I’m fine, Lina,” Grace said.
“Your foot is broken! You have bruises all over.” She eyed Jason in the rearview mirror. “Is she crazy?”
Lina turned back to the road ahead. Lina gnashed her teeth with hatred. “Zoe relies on the Stevens Family which allows her to act so brazenly!”
“The Stevens Family…” Jason mumbled softly with a hint of mockery in his tone. “So what if she’s from the Stevens Family?”
“Oh, Jay, you really shouldn’t look down on the Stevens Group.” Her voice was tired. “Look, I can complain about them, and they are a bunch of elitist assholes, but that doesn’t change the fact that they’re one of the ruling families in this city.”
“Ruling family?” Jason scoffed.
“Money buys a lot of things,” Grace said quietly.
“Exactly,” Lina agreed. “And given their reach and influence, if this were to go to court, who do you think would win?” She shook her head and hit the brakes hard at a yellow light. If not for her injured passenger, she probably would’ve floored it through.
“You weren’t there… before,” Grace said softly. “When the accident happened, it brought in the Reed Family. The Atkinson Family.” Her dark eyes drifted to his. “I was an attorney, Jay, and I swear I was not under the influence. It made no difference.”
“So you think the court case was…altered by these families?” he asked carefully.
Grace glanced away and stared out the window. “It doesn’t matter now. What’s done is done. I can’t get back my life. And neither can Jennifer Atkinson.”
“Grace, that doesn’t give Zoe the right to harm you,” Lina argued.
“Taking her to court…what difference would it make? Even with the mall surveillance video, what would happen? She’d pay a small fine?” Grace shrugged. “It isn’t worth the effort.”
“Then let’s not go to court,” Jason said.
“Then wouldn’t Grace be at a disadvantage?” Lina’s voice was outraged. “No, they have to compensate her for all the medical fees and her lost income. Even though these fees won’t mean much to them, we still can’t be on the losing end,” Lina explained.
Jason’s hand unconsciously tightened on Grace’s shoulder. “Your suffering will not be in vain, sister. Whoever hurts you will have to pay for it,” Jason replied coldly.
In an instant, rage bloomed within his eyes.
HAHA YOU’RE ALL DEAD