Filed to story: My Gorgeous Wife is an Ex-Convict Novel by Anastasia Marie
Chase Harper gave a self-deprecating laugh immediately after. “Actually, before you said those things, I had already thought of changing my job. After all, working in the Sanitation Service Center, you can predict the rest of your life with just one look. I want to take the chance while I’m still not yet 30 to give myself more of a challenge.”
A challenge? If the Grace from before had been given a choice of an unknown life full of challenges or a steady one that could be fully predicted with just one glance, she was afraid she would have chosen the former.
Only after experiencing so many things did she know that stability was actually the most important.
Grace took a deep breath and said, “Actually, what I said to you that day, you really don’t have to mind it too much. I only didn’t want you to spend more time on me. I don’t have those kinds of feelings for you at all, so there’s no way I can be with you.”
She paused, then enunciated every single word clearly, “If I truly love you, then even if you are at rock-bottom, I will still choose to be with you. But since I don’t, even if you soar above the ranks, I still won’t be with you.”
Despair flashed across Chase Harper’s face before he smiled. “Is that so? When you put it that way, it’s really as I thought… I didn’t peg you wrong. I knew it. How can the person I like be so materialistic?”
“Then are you still quitting?” Grace did not want him to lose his stable job because of her.
“Going out into the world to try and make my mark is a wish I always had,” Chase Harper said earnestly. His expression had no anger whatsoever. “No matter whether or not I can succeed in the future, at least I won’t have any regrets in this life, right?”
Seeing Chase Harper’s determined expression, Grace knew there would not be any use talking to him anymore, so she said, “In that case… I wish you success.”
“Thank you!” he said.
When Grace was about to leave, Chase Harper said, “Grace, you’re a good woman. It’s my misfortune that I can’t make you like me. I don’t need any of your guilt either. My resignation has nothing to do with you. It’s just my hope that I can provide a better life for the person I love in the future.”
After leaving Chase Harper, Grace felt like her heart was blocked. It was like an unspeakable uneasiness.
Two days later, Chase Harper left the Sanitation Service Center. The Sanitation Service Center even organized a da farewell party with everyone for Chase Harper. They had a meal out.
Grace joined the meal too. After that, Chase Harper even paid from his own pocket and invited everyone to a karaoke session.
When they parted ways, Chase Harper said, “Grace, can you let me send you back this once? From now on, I won’t have any chance to do so anymore.”
Grace agreed. This time, she did not refuse.
Chase Harper’s car was at the gates of the neighborhood. Grace got down and said to Chase Harper, “See you.”
Chase Harper hesitated a while before saying, “See you.”
These were two simple words, but they implied so much meaning.
This chase was fated to have no results from the start, but at this moment, Chase Harper did not have any feelings of regret.
This woman lived a life that was much bumpier than he actually thought. Those kinds of highs and lows had few who could withstand it, but she was like the wintersweet flower after a harsh winter-no matter how devastating the winds. were, in the end, her own fragrance would fill the air.
Her beauty came inadvertently. It was not eye-catching, yet it was still so attractive. It was like being treated warmly by her could warm the soul too.
Actually, he really wanted to ask whether or not she already had someone she loved. If she did, then who was the person she loved?
He did not know why, but when this question was at his throat,
that man he met before who called her ‘sis’ flashed through his mind.
That man’s attitude toward her did not seem like they were siblings. It was like they were lovers, not allowing others to get involved.
Was that man the person she loved?
In the end, he did not ask this question.
The current him did not have that right. Perhaps in the future, if he really could succeed, then maybe he would have the qualification to stand before her once again…
Chase Harper started the car and left. Grace walked into her rental home step by step. Before she could even open the door, she saw the lights on in the house.
Before she left, she had clearly turned off the lights. Could it be…
Grace shivered. She opened the door right away, and what entered her field of vision was a room full of light as well as Jason sitting on a chair.
“You-” She walked into the house. “It’s so late. Do you have a reason for being here?”
“That’s something I should be asking you, Sis. You don’t have overtime today, and you don’t have to be on duty either, so why are you only back so late?” He lifted his eyes slightly,
speaking as he evaluated her.
“A colleague from the company resigned. Everyone went out for a meal together for his farewell,” Grace said.
“Which colleague?” he asked.
She hesitated slightly before saying, “Chase Harper.” After all,
even if she did not say it, he could find out himself.
He raised his eyebrows. “It can’t be that he sent you back here today.”
Grace did not say anything, but her expression was equal to silent admission.
“Sis, are you still going to say that you don’t care about him? If you really don’t care, why do you let him send you back again and again?” He stood up, getting closer to her with every step.
She met his gaze. “To me, he’s just a regular colleague. From today onward, we won’t even be colleagues anymore. It’s fine whether or not you believe me. All I can say is this.”
His footsteps stopped when he was in front of her. His black eyes sized her up as if he was discerning the truth in her words.
Under his gaze, she unconsciously held her breath. His gaze seemed to have some sort of pressure. Even her palms breaking out in cold sweat without her realizing it.
She knew she could not show any care for Chase Harper. If she cared for Chase Harper, it would be unfortunate for
Chase Harper.
The more she did not care for Chase Harper, the better it was.
Suddenly, he smiled slightly. The pressure in his gaze vanished. unexpectedly.
“Sis, are you very nervous?” he said, gently taking her hand. He gently pried open the fingers she had clenched into a fist. “There’s a lot of sweat on your palm.”
“Being stared at by you like that just now, it’s hard not to get nervous,” she said, taking her hand back. She put her bag. aside and said to him, “It’s very late. I want to sleep now.”
In other words, if he had something to say, he should say it quickly. If there was nothing to say, he should just leave.
“Then sleep well,” he said.
“What about you?”
“I’ll stay here.”
Grace jumped. “You’re staying here?!” Even her voice went a little off-pitch.
“Didn’t I used to stay here too in the past? Every night, didn’t we sleep in the same house?” he said calmly.
These words sounded… so misleading!