Filed to story: My Gorgeous Wife is an Ex-Convict Novel by Anastasia Marie
Jason pursed his lips tightly. “When have I ever had to desire a woman like this? I’m Jason. What kind of woman can’t I have in Emerald City?
“And she’s just an ordinary woman. Even if she’s slightly interesting… I won’t lower myself to chasing a woman who is so disgusted by me.”
“All right, Grace. Since you’re so disgusted, I’ll let you leave,” Jason said coldly. His beautiful and amorous eyes were cold with frost. “However, that being said, if you regret it in the future, I won’t ever want you again. I, Jason, never give anyone a second chance.”
When he was done talking, he turned to leave the ward.
Grace propped herself up with her arms over the sink,
seemingly using up all of her energy just to not slump to the floor.
“Does this mean… I can leave the hospital?”
She rearranged her torn clothes and combed her hair, then looked at her pale self in the mirror, unable to help smiling wryly.
When Grace left the hospital, she was suddenly surrounded by a group of people.
“It’s her! That’s the Grace who killed someone!”
“Oh my god! She really is staying in this hospital! She killed someone and I heard she was only in prison for three years before being released. Three years for a human life. She got off too easy!”
“Lily was sad for a long period of time over the death of her sister all those years ago! Lily was sad all because of her! She caused Lily to lose her sister!”
Not only were they slandering Grace, they were also throwing rotten vegetables and stinky eggs at her.
Even though Grace tried hard to dodge them, she was still struck by a large amount of waste.
Furthermore, there were reporters nearby taking pictures of her as if they were producing a news report.
In a black Bentley parked not far away, Terrence noticed that Grace was in an embarrassing situation. He then turned to look at Jason, who was sitting in the backseat silently with a cold expression on his face, and he could not help asking, “Mr.
Reed, should I go help Miss Cummins?”
“No need,” Jason replied coldly. “Since she’s not willing to stay by my side then she should understand that she needs to endure this.”
“These people must be Miss Lily’s fans. They probably saw the news that had been published online about Miss Cummins being hospitalized here. That’s why they’re here at the hospital entrance intercepting Miss Cummins,” Terrence explained. He had looked into the motives of the people staking out the hospital.
“This is actually an insignificant matter. I had never even considered that Grace would be unwilling to stay by Mr.
Reed’s side and try to leave the hospital all by herself.”
“Everyone knows that in Emerald City, there are many women. who would love to stay by Mr. Reed’s side, and yet Grace refused him!”
Terrence remained silent.
Jason studied the scene beyond the car windows with a cold expression. A moment later, it was as if he was too lazy to look any longer, so he gradually shut his eyes and ordered, “Let’s go!”
“Yes,” Terrence replied. The car slowly drove away from the hospital entrance. Terrence did not notice his boss’s hands on his knees clenching repeatedly until they slowly formed into fists.
“That’s… an extreme amount of restraint.”
Grace returned to the rental apartment in a state of embarrassment. “It has only been a few days since I left for
Thanksgiving and returned but it feels like I’ve experienced a whole lifetime in that period.”
She studied the cramped rental apartment and felt as if there was a chilliness in the air. Grace could not help smiling wryly.
“From now on, I’ll stay here alone once again.
“No one will accompany me and talk to me in the still of the night. Moreover, no one will smile as they call me ‘Sister’!”
She grabbed a set of fresh clothes and washed away her shame before starting to tidy up the house.
“Although Jason was here for only a short time, there are so many traces of him in the house. The cutlery, towel, and toothbrush he was using as well as the clothes and shoes he wore…”
She cleared up everything and placed them all in a cardboard box.
“Why not throw them away?” she asked herself. “Keeping these things will just take up space, but I’d rather keep them. It might sound funny but I actually miss the days I spent with Jay.
“That Jason was clearly an illusion. He was a fake created by Jason, but… my feelings for Jason were real!
“I was so happy on the days I had Jason, as if I was finally not going to be alone anymore.”
Grace finally picked up the half-knitted gloves she had placed by her headboard. “I had wanted to wait until after Thanksgiving to find the time to continue knitting these gloves for him to wear. And yet, now… I will never have the opportunity to finish these gloves.”
She put the gloves as well as the needles and yarn into the cardboard box. She then took some tape to seal the box, placing it in a corner of the house.
“I’ll still be living by myself in the future. Jason is nothing but a man from my dreams,” Grace thought to herself.
At night, she did not turn off the lights and slept with them on. “Back when I left prison and didn’t have Jason, I would keep the lights on when I went to sleep because the darkness reminded me of when I was in jail.
“But then, Jason lived with me. I didn’t know when I started to not need the lights on to fall asleep.
“But now it seems as it this habit has reappeared.”
Grace gave Lina a call to inform her good friend that she had returned to the rental apartment.
“Will you be at the rental apartment tomorrow? I’ll come and find you,” Lina said.
“Yes, I’ll be here,” she replied. “It seems that other than the rental apartment, I have nowhere else I can go.”
Grace was unable to sleep for the entire night. Whenever she shut her eyes, she could only see Jason’s face and the scent of blood was still lingering in her mouth, unwilling to disappear.
She had gargled countless times throughout the night but that bloody stench was still very distinct.
The next day, Lina arrived at the rental apartment and when she noticed Grace’s tired appearance, she hurriedly asked, “I only saw the news this morning. Were you surrounded at the hospital entrance when you tried to leave yesterday? Are you hurt?”