Filed to story: My Gorgeous Wife is an Ex-Convict Novel by Anastasia Marie
It was like a hammer, pounding hard against his heart, making it tremble.
Did she know the real meaning of the words ‘All right’?
As he stared at her, her eyelids began to droop. Then, the hands that had been resting on his face began to slide slowly down and went around his neck. “I’m getting a little sleepy. I haven’t… Uh, slept much last night. I’ll take a nap now… Wake me up when it’s time for dinner.”
He did not know whether to laugh or cry. Even now, she still remembered to eat?
After a while, Lina Sweeney fell asleep.
Hadwin Stephenson pursed his thin lips and finally picked up the person in front of him. He went into his bedroom and put her carefully on the bed in the bedroom.
Looking at the sleeping face before him, he took one of her hands in his.
He found her! She no longer existed only in his memory but had appeared in front of him.
“You agreed today. I won’t allow you to go back on it.” His voice. rang faintly in the quiet room.
He was only answered by each other’s breathing.
After the interview, Grace returned to Reed Residence. Today’s interview was quite simple for her. The interviewer just looked at her health certificate and asked her some basic questions.
When asked why she, a brilliant law graduate, wanted to be a food delivery rider, she was already ready to answer that, but she was nervous and could only say in the simplest possible terms that she had been jailed for a traffic offense, so her lawyer’s license was revoked.
No further questions were asked after that. They just told her to go home and wait for a reply.
She knew that the interview might have gone wrong.
Emerald City had about a dozen large and small companies that were looking for food delivery riders. Grace had sent her resume to every company. She did not know if there were any that would hire her, but she felt exhausted.
was as if… it was tiring to stay alive.
Perhaps it was the events after her release from prison that left her physically and mentally exhausted.
When they were having dinner that evening, Jason suddenly said,
“You applied for a job as a food delivery rider today?”
Grace was shocked and could hardly hold her chopsticks.
“Why, are you surprised?” Jason smiled and said, “I got a call from the boss today. He said you applied for a job at her place, so she wanted to ask me for my opinion.”
Grace was silent. She remembered that the interviewer who interviewed her did not ask her specifically who the victim of the car crash was. She thought if she did not tell, he might not know.
Who knew that the company’s boss would personally call Jason.
This was a big, merciless slap from reality.
“Now, what should I say to her?” Jason asked.
Grace pursed her lips, but her mind was as clear as a mirror.
Normally, would the boss call about a rider? They could just reject her application.
They probably called to take credit. They thought she killed Jennifer Atkinson and Jason should hate her, so they revealed her whereabouts to get on the Reed family’s good side and please Jason.
However, that left Grace feeling sick.
“Do you want me to talk to them and make them hire you?” Jason continued.
“No,” Grace said quickly.
Jason raised his eyebrows slightly. “You don’t seem to like that company very much. I don’t happen to like it very much either. In that case, I’d better get rid of the company.”
Grace looked shocked. “What did you say?”
“Did you not hear me?” Jason repeated with a patient face. “I said, since you don’t like that company, I might as well get rid of that company.”
He looked as if he was talking about something very ordinary.
However, get rid of it?!
Grace’s pupils constricted suddenly. Could she have understood him wrongly? That company was a rookie in the food delivery industry. Although it was not as good as those well-known companies, it was performing quite well recently. She had also read news reports that the company recently raised another $1.7 billion in capital.
How could a company like that be rid of so easily?
However… If it was Jason, then the impossible would become possible.
“Just because I don’t like it?” she asked, looking at Jason in shock.
He smiled. “I also don’t like the people who sell others out. A
company leader who wants to gain benefit by selling people out probably can’t do much even if I don’t get myself involved. In that throat.
He laughed and talked about the survival of a company in such a simple way that the boss would probably never have made the call if she had known it would turn out like this.
“Right, why aren’t you eating any vegetables? Eat,” he said, picking up a bunch of vegetables into her bowl with his chopsticks.
It was as if he was both gentle and caring.
However, she knew it was all an illusion. The others would never guess what this man was thinking. He might be extremely caring to you one second and banish you to hell the next.
Grace kept her head down and ate her food somewhat mechanically. An obviously delicious meal seemed to have no taste.
“Are you sure you don’t want me to find you a job? That way, you can do whatever job you want. You can even go back to your old job,” Jason said.
“It’s… all right. I can find a job myself,” she said.
The next moment, the air seemed to freeze, and she could feel his eyes on her even if she did not look up.
It was some time before Grace heard Jason’s voice. “All right. If you insist, then you can do whatever you like.”
It was not until she heard the sound of footsteps receding that Grace took a long breath. She looked up at the dining table. There was still half a bowl of rice in front of where he had been sitting.
He did not even finish his dinner.
Did her answer annoy him just now? She could not help thinking about this. Then, she laughed to herself and thought that there was no use thinking about these things. Speaking of annoying him, she must have annoyed him from the very beginning when she refused to stay with him.
Now, her fingers were almost healed, but… she could not leave this place.
When exactly could she leave?
Somehow it always seemed to her that the longer she stayed there, the deeper the bond between her and him.
When Lina Sweeney woke up, what she saw was the unfamiliar ceiling and the dim crystal lamp hanging from it.
What was… this place?
She was stunned. Then, her mind began to recall the previous scene, and she sat up immediately.
She drank again and even got drunk!
“Are you awake?” A voice rang in the room. Lina Sweeney stiffened and turned her head to one side.
Sure enough, Hadwin Stephenson was sitting on a sofa not far from the bed. His eyes were on her.
“I’m… I’m awake…” she stuttered and scrambled out of the bed.
She looked at her clothes. They were all intact, so she supposed…
nothing had happened.
Lina Sweeney thought so to herself, but just in case, she asked, “Did I do anything when I was drunk?”
“You did a lot of things. Which one do you want me to say?”
Hadwin Stephenson asked lazily.
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