Chapter 53 – My Gorgeous Wife is an Ex-Convict Novel PDF Free (Grace & Jason)

Filed to story: My Gorgeous Wife is an Ex-Convict Novel by Anastasia Marie

Mr. Stevens was no fool. He sensed that Sean was choosing his words very carefully. And certainly, his son wasn’t acting this way casually. “Sean, what exactly is Grace-”

“Dad, there are some things that I can’t say. You’d beller all be a bit more careful. At least… at this stage, you should give Grace Cummins more respect,” Sean said.

Sean didn’t know why or how Grace could have inserted herself into Jason Reed’s life. And as the killer of Jason’s former fiancee, it made absolutely no sense. But, at least for the moment, Jason still seemed to consider Grace to be of extraordinary importance.

Sean’s visit to the Reed Family home had proven that.

The threat still weighed heavily on him.

Mr. Stevens was deep in thought, and Sean’s mom wasn’t saying anything. Only Zoe curled her lips as if she didn’t believe it.

“This is bullshit, brother. I don’t owe that heinous bitch an ounce of respect. She nearly destroyed this family-and you. Do you have feelings for her still? Is that what this is about? Sean, don’t be so foolish-

“Zoe! That is enough!” Sean punched his fist through the wall.

Jason’s gaze fixed on the box of stomachache medicine on his desk. This was the medicine that Grace had left for him when he felt sick last time. He was fully recovered, and, had she not been so distraught, he wouldn’t have taken the prescription in the first place, but he hadn’t thrown the medicine away. Instead, he had continued to leave it on the desk.

“Terrence, what do you think Grace will do if she finds out about my true identity?”

Terrence froze. He’d been in the process of collecting the contracts and budgetary reports that Jason had approved. He paused and said nothing.

“Did you hear me?” Jason asked.

Terrence nodded. “Uhh…”

“Huh? Is it very difficult to answer this question?” Jason raised his eyebrows.

“It’s not difficult, sir. But I don’t know if my boss would be willing to accept my answer.”

“I don’t need to accept or reject what you say. I simply asked you a question.

Terrence nodded. “Very well. I think that Miss Cummins will feel deceived.”

“Hmm.”

Terrence took it a step further. “She has been subjected to much and is …vulnerable. She does not trust most people, and such a betrayal would cut her deeply.”

“Do you think she would still be willing to stay by my side?” Jason asked.

Terrence was slightly surprised. “Do you want Miss Cummins to continue to accompany you?”

Since this was only a game, didn’t it mean that the game would come to an end once Mr. Reed told Grace of his true identity?

Or could it be that Mr. Reed’s feelings for her… had grown?

Thinking of this, Terrence clutched the papers he held. “Mr. Reed, you…” He opened his mouth in the middle of the sentence, but his words suddenly stuck at the back of his throat.

“What do you want to say? Speak!” Jason ordered.

Terrence frowned. “Mr. Reed, have you fallen in love with Miss Cummins?” Terrence asked.

So, that was why Mr. Reed had always been keen on this game and had secretly done so many things for this woman. It may have begun as a game, but it had morphed into something more. And if Mr. Reed was worrying about the future and whether or not Grace would be with him in it… then his feelings were strong.

Jason drew in a deep breath.

He had fallen in love? How could that be possible? No. That was not right. And Terrence was a fool for even suggesting it.

How could he have fallen in love with any woman? Was it not enough to have his father as an example? He would never be so weak or desperate, so pathetic as to be at the mercy of some other person. At most, he liked Grace’s company. She was kind and uncomplicated. She kept her questions to herself and didn’t desire his company for what she could gain. The woman was selfless and patient. Her presence gave him a sense of comfort.

That’s all it was.

“Don’t say this kind of thing in the future,” Jason said coldly.

Terrence shivered and immediately replied, “Yes, sir.”

Without another word, he bowed and left the office.

The lights were intoxicating.

Patrick Weiss looked curiously at Jason, who was sitting lazily on the sofa. Jason had never liked to participate in these gatherings, but today, he had made an exception.

He leaned over and asked, “Why did you want to come here?”

He and Jason could be considered childhood playmates. They had been classmates throughout middle school and high school.

Of course, he knew that this good friend of his had always liked to keep quiet and did not particularly care for social events.

In all fairness, most of the time Jason would be bombarded by businessmen seeking his company or women vying for his attention with dollar-signs in their eyes.

Jason wasn’t a partier. He didn’t drink to excess. He wasn’t someone who cared about being seen at all the new, cool places.

“Seriously, bro. I invited you only out of habit. I didn’t think for a second that you’d actually show. What gives?”

Jason sipped his drink. “Do I need a special reason to come out? Don’t you guys ask me all the time to join you?” Jason asked.

Fair enough. But that was the point, really. They did ask Jason to hang out all the time, and he very seldom said yes. What changed his mind tonight?

Jason’s answer made sense, but Patrick still felt it was a little strange.

At this moment, a gorgeously dressed woman with exquisite makeup walked up to Jason and tried to start up a conversation with him.

Patrick thought his good friend would definitely reject her, so it was very unexpected when Jason actually let the woman sit by his side.

Patrick’s eyes almost popped out of his eye sockets, when Jason ordered her a drink.

Why was he willing to let a woman get so close to him today? Had the sun… risen from the west this morning?!

Patrick sensibly stepped away and turned to look at his other friend, Brian Hart.

Brian was of a similar height but bulkier, and while Patrick was light-hearted, Brian gave Jason a run for the money in the serious department. Well, not with women. When it came to girls, Brian was never seen with the same one twice.

Brian stood beside the bar, playing with a silver bracelet on his wrist. “Are you seeing this too?”

Brian laughed. “It appears our boy Jason is in quite a mood this evening.”

That was one way to put it. “You think he’s turning a corner?”

Patrick shrugged. This wasn’t typical behavior for Jason. On the contrary, if anyone was going to go home with random women, that’d be Brian. Brian’s dark eyes glittered as if he was glad to see someone behaving the way he normally did.