Filed to story: My Gorgeous Wife is an Ex-Convict Novel by Anastasia Marie
“Your father did not necessarily like your mother because she was pretty. Sometimes looks are not that important when a person likes another person. Besides, they’ll like them whether they’re good or bad,” said Grace.
Jason’s eyes flickered slightly, and his gaze settled firmly on Grace’s face. “Maybe… it’s just like you said. Sometimes looks are not that important when a person likes another person…”
It was just like how he liked her. He had seen women who were more beautiful, more understanding of a man’s heart, and more accommodating than her. However, he just liked the feeling she gave him.
He liked the calm warmth when she was concerned about him. He liked her to call him ‘Jay’ over and over again. He liked her to hold his hand to sleep at night…
being. She seemed unable to move under his eyes…
It was not until the incense Grace lit for Jason’s father had finished burning that Jason got up and set the photo of his mother on fire. Then, he blew out the candle.
“Why did you burn the photo of your mother?” she asked in surprise.
“I burn the photo every year at this time,” said Jason. “All right, let’s go back.”
Grace was stunned and looked at the time. It was just after midnight it was a new day.
“Why burn the photo at this time of year?” she asked, finding it strange. Then, as if aware of something, she hastened to say, “Uh, you don’t have to answer that. It was just a… casual question.”
She should be thinking of distancing herself from him.
“Yesterday was her birthday. My father would wait for her to celebrate her birthday together at this time of year, no matter how late it was. I burn her photo to let him know that one day I’ll find her and take her to his grave.”
Jason muttered. It was why every year tonight, he would look at a photo of the woman he was supposed to call his mother. It was to remind him not to forget what she looked like and not to fall to recognize her someday.
“Come on,” he said as he took her hand. Then, they left the mourning hall and headed toward the main house.
In the security room, several security guards who were keeping watch at night gathered in front of the surveillance screen, looking at the two people who just left the mourning hall.
“They’re out. Oh my God, Miss Cummins is safe and sound!”
“Young Master Reed is… He’s holding her hand!”
“She’s the only one who can go into the memorial hall and come out holding hands with Young Master Reed. If it were someone else, she would have been killed!”
The security guards chattered, and suddenly, the man on the surveillance screen looked up in the direction of the surveillance camera. It was as if he were looking across the screen at the people watching the surveillance screen.
All of a sudden, the security guards kept quiet and dared not say anything more.
“What’s the matter?” Grace asked in confusion as Jason stopped in his tracks.
“Nothing,” Jason replied dryly with his head down.
“How are you feeling now?” asked Grace when they returned to the main house.
“Much better,” he answered.
“Even if your stomachache is an old problem, you still have to go to the doctor to get it fixed when you’re free,” said Grace. “Some illnesses are minor ones that we don’t pay attention to and they’ll eventually develop into something serious.”
“Are you worried about me, Sis?” he said as a smile rose from the corners of his mouth.
She choked and wanted to go upstairs. She was a little embarra**ed. However, he suddenly raised his hand and took her directly into his arms. “All right, I promise you. I’ll find the time to find a doctor and get my body in order. I’ll also be good and take the medicine you bought me today. Would you like me a little more if I listened to you?”
“What?” She was a little stunned. What was he saying? Did he really just say that? Oh God. How was that possible? How could a man like him say something like that?
that sounded like a double ba**, “Would you like me more if I listened to you? I want you to like me.”
Yes, he wanted her to like him. All he wanted was for her to stay with him, but when did he start to get greedy and want more?
It was not enough to keep her by his side. He wanted her to like him. He wanted her to like him alone. He wanted her to have feelings for him.
“Will you?” He sounded just like the devil’s most magnificent enchantment, beckoning her to agree to him.
Grace stared at the man in front of her, her mind seemingly going blank.
The word ‘yes’ almost came out of her mouth…
Grace had a restless night with Jason’s words flashing through her mind every now and then.
It was hard to imagine how he could say such a thing.
She even wondered what it would have been like if she had said.
‘yes’
She only looked at him stupidly and said nothing.
Fortunately, he did not want an answer but said to her, “You can tell me when you’re willing.”
By the time she woke up in the morning, Jason was no longer in the house. It was a relief to her. Grace only had to work half-day on Saturday.
In the afternoon, Grace collected her things and headed for the place she had agreed with Lina Sweeney.
Once she reached the place, Lina Sweeney was already there. Her friend was sitting on a chair in the dessert shop. She was holding a phone to her ear with a long face, seemingly listening to someone on the other end of the line.
Seeing that Grace had reached, Lina Sweeney beckoned her to sit down and said to the other end of the phone, “All right, all right. I promise to complete the revolutionary task today. Is that all right? Mom, just stop calling me and… How about this? If I come home tonight without completing the task, you can punish me by making me kneel on the keyboard!”
The call was finally over and Grace said, “What did your mother say to you? You look so miserable that you even mentioned kneeling on a keyboard.”
“What else can it be? Blind dates,” Lina Sweeney said as she rolled her eyes. “My mother said that this man is a good catch. She managed to grab him from the other aunts so that I can have a go first.”