Chapter 114
My Gorgeous Wife is an Ex-Convict!
âBut⦠youâre wearingâ¦â
Only then did he realize that the outfit he was wearing was the same one that he had worn the day before for dinner with his grandfather.
âIf I were the Jay she knows, I wouldnât be able to afford to wear things like this.
âHowever, after all that we went through last night, I donât wish to conceal my identity anymore. After all, Iâll have to tell her who I really am sooner or later. If I do it now, itâll just be at bit sooner than originally planned.
âAnd once she knows my real identity, itâll be easier for me to take her under my wing.â
âEven if Iâm dressed differently, Iâm still Jay, right?â he asked. with a faint smile as he looked at her.
At that moment, even if Grace had been an idiot, she would have been able to sense that something was wrong. She realized that there were some things that were not as she had originally imagined.
âYouâre not a homeless person?
âIâm not,â he confessed.
âThen⦠why did you pretend to be a homeless person?â A feeling of having been deceived rose within her and she glared at him. Her two hands clenched tightly to the bedding covering her and her fingers trembled slightly.
âThe younger brother who I thought was innocent and had no one to depend on is not at all what I thought. It had been my own wishful thinking from start to end.
âItâs just as Lina said. I knew nothing of him and yet I rashly brought him back home.
âAnd if he isnât really a homeless person, why was he staying with me in that cramped rental apartment? What do the days that we spent living together mean to him?â
âI didnât pretend. You made an assumption and I didnât correct it,â he argued.
Grace paused slightly, and for a moment, she did not know how to refute him.
âThen⦠then why did you still live with me? You have a house!â she exclaimed as she glared at him.
âBecause it felt good living with you andâ¦â he said and raised a hand to lightly smooth out her rather messy hair. âBack then, you were the one who âwantedâ me.
Thatâs why I stayed, okay?â
Grace bit her lip as her face paled and reddened repeatedly.
âThatâs right! I was the one who took the initiative from start to end!â
She pushed back the covers, wanting to get out of bed and leave the place, but as soon as her feet touched the floor, her body suddenly weakened and she fell forward.
It was as if her legs had turned to mush, devoid of energy.
He stretched out his arms and caught her. âThe drugs in your body havenât been completely discharged yet. You were suffering the whole night yesterday, so Iâm afraid you donât have any energy for now.â
His reminder caused her to suddenly recall the incident that had happened the previous night. âLast night⦠I was drugged by my uncles and thenâ¦they took me over to Millerâs house.â
Graceâs face paled instantly. âAfter that, I⦠I was carried into Miller the Foolâs room. Then⦠they closed the room door and the fool lunged at meâ¦â
âLast night, Iâ¦â Her lips trembled and her entire body shiverea.
He lowered his head to study the woman in his embrace. âAt this moment, sheâs just like a small and weak animal. She looks so fragile, as if she couldnât withstand a single blow. Sheâs so goddamnâ¦
pitiful.â