Chapter 118
My Gorgeous Wife is an Ex-Convict!
Just then, Mr. Kelleighâs urging tone rang out at the other end of the phone. âWhy arenât you asking Grace to rush to the police station to withdraw the case so that our children can be released!?â
âReleased? Why should they be released? Theyâve committed such an evil act, they should be locked up for as long as they deserve!â
âTheyâre your own children! Do you have to do this for a person who doesnât share our family name?â
âWhat are you talking about? Sheâs my daughterâs daughter!
Her mother isnât here so this old woman must support her!â
âAre you doing this so no one will care for you when youâre old? Or are you going to depend on your granddaughter who has been to prison to provide for you and attend your funeral?â
The two old people continued their argument as if they had forgotten that the call was still connected. A moment passed before her grandmother realized that the phone was still on and said, âGrace, are you still there?â
âIâm here,â Grace replied.
âIâm relieved to know that youâre fine. Your uncles, aunt, and cousins must have been blinded by money to commit such an immoral act. You donât have to withdraw the case. Lock them up for as long as they deserve!â Grandmother exhorted in a stubborn manner and immediately hung up the phone.
Grace clutched the phone and started sobbing uncontrollably. âI had thought that Grandma was calling me to ask me to let go of the incident and not look into it. I thought she wanted me to ask the police station to release those people.
âI really never expected that Grandma would be calling to support me!
âItâs just like when I was young and Dad left me at Grandmaâs and I was bullied by the other kids in town. When I was snivelling, Grandma would tug my hand and ask me to take her to look for the bullies.
âGrandma would say, âGrace, donât cry. Grandmaâs here. Grandma will support Grace. We shouldnât bully others but that doesnât mean we should be bullied by them!â
âGrandma would reason with others for my sake. If she couldnât reason with them, she would even roll up her sleeves and act like a crazy woman.
âAnd yet, I found her so adorable when she acted that way. In everyone elseâs eyes, I was just a kid who had lost their mother and turned into a child from a previous marriage after Dad married my stepmother.
âBut in Grandmaâs eyes, I was always her darling.
âGrandma always said, âWhen Grace is all grown up, Iâll be able to live in comfort! And yet, when I grew up, I went to jail just when I had become able to let Grandma live in comfort.
âAt first, when Grandma heard the news of my incarceration, she was stricken with illness and struggled before recovering a little last year.
âGrandma is well aware that if she stands by my side, she will be opposing Grandpa. Sheâs bound to fall out with the family and might not even be able to stay in that house any longer, but she still chooses to stand with me.â
A constant stream of tears rolled down her face, dripping onto her hands, the bedcoversâ¦
When Jason entered the room, he saw Grace hugging her phone and crying incessantly.
He frowned hard and hurried to her bedside. He held her face in his hands and asked, âSister, whatâs wrong? Do you feel ill?â
Her eyes were misty with tears as she studied the man before her and shook her head.
However, her response only made him more worried. âSister, what happened to make you cry like this?
Tell me. No matter what it is, I can help you solve it.â
He dried her tears with his hands and when his fingers touched her tears, he could feel his fingertips burning.
âHer tears are so warm to the touch, theyâre scorching hot.â