Filed to story: My Gorgeous Wife is an Ex-Convict Novel by Anastasia Marie
Grace bit her lip. “But now…”
“What about now?” he asked.
“There’s no spare bedding here. I still have yours from before,
but I’ve never washed or hung them. Even if I take those out, I
think they’ll have a smell.”
“There’s a very simple solution to this.” After Jason said this, he took out his phone and made a few orders into it.
In just a moment, knocks sounded on the door.
Grace went to open the door and saw Terrence as well as a few of Jason’s bodyguards she had met at the hospital before. They were holding blankets, bedsheets, and pillows this time. as they walked straight in.
Each person who entered even said, “Ms. Lane, sorry for bothering you.”
Every single person would come up and say this.
The corners of Grace’s mouth twitched. At this moment, what could she say? It seemed all she could say was just “It’s okay”.
When everything was arranged properly in her room, they went out one after another.
In just a moment, only the two of them were left in the room.
once again.
Grace looked at the bed that was already made up on the floor beneath hers. This… was just like back then. Back then, he had also made his bed beside hers.
“You truly want to sleep here?” she asked, hesitating.
“Of course,” he retorted, finding it laughable.
Or could it be that what was happening now was just a game to him? He already had a comfortable place to rest, but he wanted to squeeze into this rental home of hers.
Was it because he wanted to continue experiencing poverty for a while more?
Meanwhile, she… could only accept it.
Grace lowered her eyes and did not say anything else. She just grabbed the clothes she was going to change into, planning to head into the bathroom.
Suddenly, two arms wrapped around her from behind. “Just tonight. I only want to spend one night here. Today is her birthday.”
Grace stilled. “Who?”
He did not answer. He just buried his head deep into her shoulders, using a mumbling and close to pleading tone to say, “Tonight, let me stay. We’ll be just like before, okay, Sis?”
Her heart shook. He was Jason, but he was talking to her in Jay’s tone.
“Sis, okay?” His voice rang out again.
She hesitated, then asked in the end, “Just one night?”
“Uh-huh. Just one night,” he said.
“Then… Okay.” One night… Just one night.
She would just take it as thanking him for rescuing her from the Feng house and even taking her to the hospital for treatment. If he had not appeared then, she would just be another circumstance now.
Only then did Jason let his hands fall.
Grace walked into the bathroom and closed the door, staring at herself in the mirror.
Although she looked as dainty as usual, compared to a few years ago, she had gotten thinner. Her jaw looked even sharper.
When times were good back then, she had made noise all day about wanting to lose weight, afraid that she would get fat and not look nice in certain clothes.
She did not have to worry about this anymore. She was thin now, and she would no longer worry over whether she would look nice in certain clothes or not. What she would consider now was the price and practicality of the clothes as well as whether or not they were durable.
Hence, when she thought about it sometimes, it was really funny.
When you want something, you would desperately put in the effort to get it. When you finally get it, you then realize that the things you desperately wanted before were no longer the things the current you want.
Grace laughed self-deprecatingly. Speaking of this, she really could not quite understand just why Jason would still call her ‘sis’ every time he opened his mouth. It was like he still cared for her and missed the period of time they were together.
Was he interested in her?
Sometimes, his actions seemed as if he liked her a lot, but she could not resist thinking, ‘Is this also him acting?’
Grace shook her head and stopped thinking about these. To her now, she could only take it one step at a time anyway.
After a rushed wash, she walked out of the bathroom only to notice that he was already sitting on the bed on the floor. Just like before, he waited for her to say goodnight before going to sleep.
She walked over and said awkwardly, “Goodnight.” After saying this, she hastily got in bed and burrowed in the covers.
At this moment, she only wanted to fall asleep quickly so that she could get this night over with as soon as possible.
However, before she closed her eyes, he leaned over and got closer to her to say, “Sis, it seems that you haven’t called me once this whole night. I want to hear you call me.”
Her throat tightened. At this moment, if she were to turn over with her back facing him, that act would be too deliberate as well.
However, if she faced him…
“What is it? Didn’t you agree earlier that tonight will be just like the past?” he asked.
Grace bit her lower lip. Back then, he was the only one acting.
Now, he wanted it to become a two-man show?
“Jason, goodnight.” She finally spoke this name.
Ever since she knew that he was Jason till now, only a month had passed, but she felt as if a it was a long time-so long, it was like a whole lifetime.
He smiled gently, then lowered his head slightly, getting even closer to her.
She understood what he meant. In the past, before they slept, she also liked to caress his hair. She always said that the quality of his hair was great and that she envied him for his hair.
Before she realized it, patting his head before sleeping had become a habit.
This pose of his now was probably because he wanted her to pat his head.
Grace gently laid her hand on Jason’s head. Her finger dug into his hair a little, caressing his head just like before.
However, in her heart, it was a completely different feeling.
The top of his head rubbed against her palm, and he mumbled, “As expected, being here with you still gives me a peace of mind, Sis.”
Grace felt like he was provoking her.
Peace of mind?
She could not feel any peace of mind because of his presence here.
Finally, after she patted his head, Jason returned to his covers and reached for the lights.
“Don’t turn it off!” Grace said. When she met his probing gaze, she said a little uneasily, “If you turn it off, I’m afraid I… won’t be able to sleep.”
He stared thoughtfully for a moment, then smiled. “Alright then. I’ll leave the lights on.”
She heaved a sigh of relief, laid down, and closed her eyes. After an unknown amount of time passed, his voice sounded once again. “Sis, have you ever hated someone?”