Chapter 865
My Gorgeous Wife is an Ex-Convict!
âHow did you get thisâ¦â she murmured.
He smiled a little, and it was as beautiful as springtime in the mountains. However, the more beautiful the smile, the more daunting it was.
âWhy shouldnât I have this?â he asked with amusement as if she had asked a silly question.
Grace was stunned. âThatâs right. Since he can sit in my house and wait for me to return, getting hold of a video like this is naturally a breeze.â
she did not even notice that someone was secretly filming her and Chase Harper today.
âIs this the only part of the video? Or had he been keeping watch of my entire trip to the amusement park with Chase Harper and Nelson today?â
Her scalp tingled at the thought.
âYou know what? What youâre doing now is a violation of human rights!â Grace criticized him.
After all, no one wanted to live under surveillance, and she had already broken up with him. She had no idea why he would do that.
Jason smirked as he stood up and approached Grace. âIs that so? What about you? Why did you go to the amusement park with Chase Harper?â
âWhoever I go to the amusement park with is up to me,â she said.
âItâs up to you?â he sneered. Suddenly, he raised his hand and grabbed her jaw.
âLet go.â She tried to pull his fingers away, but they did not even budge.
He slowly bent down, pressing his cheek lightly against hers. He rubbed her slightly cold cheek, then said nonchalantly, âDo you think itâs up to you If I wonât all For a moment, Grace felt a chill running down her spine.
âWhat does he mean by that?â
The way he rubbed against her cheek was still very gentle. It was just like how he used to hold her in his arms and rub against her cheek like he had endless love and longing for her.
Back then, she found it sweet. She even thought that he was behaving like a loyal puppy.
However, his actions and his words now only made her feel colder.
âYour face feels a little cold. Are you afraid?â he muttered.
âJason, what do you want?â she asked, taking a deep breath.
His cheek finally left her face. His bright eyes stared at her, and without answering, he asked, âDo you like Chase Harper?â
She was surprised. The question was baffling. âWhether I like him or not is none of your business.â
âWhat if I need to know the answer?â His eyes seemed to entrap and imprison her, making her unable to break free.
âWe broke up. Itâs none of your business who I like, isnât it? You have no right to ask even if I do like Chase Harper!â Grace said angrily.
However, her words seemed to trigger him.
âIâm the one you like!â When he finished speaking, his lips pressed hard against hers.
âMhm-â Grace made a conscious attempt to turn her head away, but his fingers grabbed her chin so tightly that she could not avoid the kiss at all.