Chapter 346
My Gorgeous Wife is an Ex-Convict!
He had never said these words before, but as he looked at her standing before his fatherâs spirit tablet, he just naturally said it.
It was as if he could only get the words out of his heart when he was facing her.
âSpeaking of which, my father must have seen a lot of women in his day, and there must have been some prettier ones. What a fool he was to give up everything for a woman like that,â muttered Jason.
âYour father did not necessarily like your mother because she was pretty. Sometimes looks are not that important when a person likes another person. Besides, theyâll like them whether theyâre good or bad,â said Grace.
Jasonâs eyes flickered slightly, and his gaze settled firmly on Graceâs face. âMaybe⦠itâs just like you said. Sometimes looks are not that important when a person likes another personâ¦â
It was just like how he liked her. He had seen women who were more beautiful, more understanding of a manâs heart, and more accommodating than her. However, he just liked the feeling she gave him.
He liked the calm warmth when she was concerned about him. He liked her to call him âJayâ over and over again. He liked her to hold his hand to sleep at nightâ¦
being. She seemed unable to move under his eyesâ¦
It was not until the incense Grace lit for Jasonâs father had finished burning that Jason got up and set the photo of his mother on fire. Then, he blew out the candle.
âWhy did you burn the photo of your mother?â she asked in surprise.
âI burn the photo every year at this time,â said Jason. âAll right, letâs go back.â
Grace was stunned and looked at the time. It was just after midnight it was a new day.
âWhy burn the photo at this time of year?â she asked, finding it strange. Then, as if aware of something, she hastened to say, âUh, you donât have to answer that. It was just a⦠casual question.â
She should be thinking of distancing herself from him.
âYesterday was her birthday. My father would wait for her to celebrate her birthday together at this time of year, no matter how late it was. I burn her photo to let him know that one day Iâll find her and take her to his grave.â
Jason muttered. It was why every year tonight, he would look at a photo of the woman he was supposed to call his mother. It was to remind him not to forget what she looked like and not to fall to recognize her someday.
âCome on,â he said as he took her hand. Then, they left the mourning hall and headed toward the main house.
In the security room, several security guards who were keeping watch at night gathered in front of the surveillance screen, looking at the two people who just left the mourning hall.
âTheyâre out. Oh my God, Miss Cummins is safe and sound!â
âYoung Master Reed is⦠Heâs holding her hand!â
âSheâs the only one who can go into the memorial hall and come out holding hands with Young Master Reed. If it were someone else, she would have been killed!â
The security guards chattered, and suddenly, the man on the surveillance screen looked up in the direction of the surveillance camera. It was as if he were looking across the screen at the people watching the surveillance screen.
All of a sudden, the security guards kept quiet and dared not say anything more.