Filed to story: My Gorgeous Wife is an Ex-Convict Novel by Anastasia Marie
“I know I lost my temper just now. It seems as if she can always trigger my emotions easily.
“The closer I am to her, the more my emotions are under her control. And yet, I can’t help but get close to her.”
“I think you should rest well tonight. Don’t say such silly things.
in the future.” Once Jason was done talking, he left the room.
Only Grace was left in the spacious patient ward.
Grace bowed her head and stared fixedly at her trembling hands. “Am I scared? I’m scared of Jason and afraid of what will happen to me.
“Surely it doesn’t mean that it will be as he said; that I stay by his side? But… can I live through that? All the pain I endured in prison, my near-death experience in there, and those nightmarish three years were all because of him.
“Because of my past, my heart fills with fear and terror whenever I see him.
“Just now, when he was rubbing my hands, they couldn’t be warmed because the moment his hands touched mine, it was as if my entire body was in an ice cellar. It was bone-piercingly cold.
“Why is Jayand Jason the same person? Why is he Jason, the one who I imagined that we could rely upon each other for life and even saw him as my salvation?
“Why? Why?”
Grace questioned herself repeatedly as she tried to hold back the tears but they flowed freely down her cheeks and acted as a catharsis.
“Is it fear, unease, or… attachment?!
“I once said, ‘Jay, you’re so nice!
“His lips were curved into a smile back then as he said, ‘I hope you remember that, Sister. I hope you won’t regret saying this in the future!
“Maybe he was already hinting at me then.
“And yet, how did I reply to him? I said, ‘I will not regret it!
“Meeting him was like a fantastic dream and now, I’ve finally woken up from that dream.
“But his game is still continuing…
In the car, Terrence studied his boss’s darkened expression and instantly felt a sense of terror. “I don’t know who provoked Mr. Reed. He was with Miss Cummins in the hospital so he should be in a good mood.
“Could it be… that Miss Cummins was the one who provoked
Mr. Reed?” Terrence shivered at the possibility. “If that’s true then I should be more careful. I don’t want Mr. Reed to vent his anger on me.”
The car moved slowly and Jason closed his eyes. “I didn’t expect her to find out about my identity like this.”
“I wanted to find a more appropriate opportunity, a more acceptable occasion for her to find out.
“And yet, this… is possibly the worst way for her to find out.
“I was careless to not notice that she was standing behind me but… now that I think about it, in my conversation with Patrick, I don’t think I mentioned my identity and yet Grace called out my name.
“Which means… Grace already knew about my identity before coming across me? Who told her?”
Jason opened his eyes suddenly and instructed Terrence. “Check Grace’s phone to see who she talked to recently!”
“Yes.” Terrence came the hasty reply.
Terrence was able to find out in a moment’s time.” Mr. Reed,
the most recent call Miss Cummins made today was at 6:35 in the evening. The owner of the number is Lina Sweeney.”
“Lina Sweeney…” Jason narrowed his eyes. “I remember this woman. She’s Grace’s good friend.”
“Go and find out who Lina met today!”
Terrence hummed in agreement.
By then, the car had arrived at the entrance of the hospital where Mr. Reed was living.
Jason and Terrence exited the car. When they arrived at the entrance of the patient ward, Jason glanced at the bodyguard by the door and asked, “Is the Old Master asleep?”
“He’s not,” the bodyguard replied respectfully.
Jason ordered Terrence to wait outside, then pushed open the door and entered the room.
Mr. Reed lay in bed, flipping through a photo album.
Jason recognized the album which was filled with photos of his father growing up. “Although the Old Master constantly complains about his son’s failure to live up to his expectations, Dad used to be the pride and joy of the Old Master. The Old Master valued him the most.
“And me…” Jason smirked internally. “I’m afraid the Old Master wishes to remove half of the blood and genes within me that I inherited from Mom.
“When I was young, the Old Master would be especially disgusted by my eyes because they look so much like Mom’s.
As a child, there was a period of time when the Old Master didn’t allow me to look at him because he would be disgusted at being looked at with eyes so similar to my mother’s.”
Jason pulled out a chair and sat before the Old Master. He said nothing and stared at the Old Master quietly. Both grandfather and grandson remained silent.
Finally, when Mr. Reed had finished flipping through the album, he raised his head to look at his grandson who sat before him.
His leisurely posture had an elegance despite him sitting casually. His outstanding appearance and incisive manner in handling matters were sharp and cold-blooded. Under his grandson’s management, the Reed Group’s territory has expanded exponentially.
“In all fairness, my grandson is much more outstanding than my son. However, every time I recall that woman’s blood flowing through my grandson, I feel disgusted, as if I have just swallowed a fly.
“And yet, he’s the only bloodline my son left behind!”
“I looked into it. That woman is Grace. She was Sean Stevens’s girlfriend and she was the one who killed Jennifer Atkinson three years ago, wasn’t she?” Mr. Reed asked coldly.
“Yes,” Jason replied and the corners of his lips tugged up slightly.
“She’s been to jail and she’s just a sanitation worker. Do you plan to be with her and put the Reed family in the media headlines?”
“So what if that’s so? As long as I wish for it, I can make her comparable to any notable lady in the city!” Jason retorted.
“Don’t forget how your father died!” Mr. Reed spat through ground teeth.
Jason’s gaze darkened. “I haven’t forgotten. Even if I truly want to be with her, it doesn’t mean that I will give her my life. I’m not my father. I won’t die or live for a woman, let alone be controlled by a woman!”
“I’m always the one in control!”
This old hag is making things worse. Everything Jason has said made everything worse