Chapter 96
My Gorgeous Wife is an Ex-Convict!
Sean left as if he was treading on air.
Once the engagement ceremony started, Jason watched the exchange of the engagement rings on the stage and listened to the engagement speeches between Sean and Lily. A smile flashed across his face.
It was estimated that tomorrow, the photos of Sean and Lilyâs engagement party would come out. Then it would be impossible for Grace and Sean to be together.
He didnât really think that Grace would ever welcome back Sean after what heâd done or how heâd deserted her, but he wasnât taking any chances.
After the engagement ceremony ended, the hall was filled with people congratulating the glowing couple. However, Jason left the scene and walked out by himself.
A silver Bentley waited outside. Terrence opened the door respectfully, and Jason hopped in.
âMr. Reed, will you be going back to the rental apartment now?â Terrence asked.
âYeah,â Jason leaned against the back of the seat. Then, he slowly closed his eyes.
Today, Brian Hartâs presence surprised him. He hadnât thought that the woman that Brian had taken a fancy to would actually be Evelyn Cummins, Graceâs half-sister.
In his opinion, there was nothing worthwhile about that woman at all. He really didnât know why Brian had taken a fancy to her.
However, this was someone elseâs business. Naturally, he wouldnât care too much about it, as long as Evelyn didnât try to cause trouble for Grace in the future. Otherwise⦠he would naturally make Evelyn suffer tens of thousands of times more.
âMr. Reed, Director Atkinson called to ask why you left in advance. I think he is worried about whether you are annoyed or not,â Terrence Klein said.
âJust call him back and tell him that I am very happy tonight, but I am a little tired, so I have to go back early,â Jason replied.
The car drove to the entrance of the community. Jason got out of the car, walked to the narrow door, took out the key, and opened the door.
In the room, dim light was pouring down.
Grace was knitting under the light. When she saw him coming back, she looked up at him with a sweet smile. âYouâre back. Itâs pretty cold outside, isnât it?â
âItâs fine,â he said, looking at the wool in her hand. âWhere did you get the wool?â
âI took apart some old sweaters to make a scarf and gloves for you. I have nothing to do at home these days, so I might as well find something to do.â
It was only then that he noticed that there were still a few labels on the table, and they were from a brand that he knew. âI recognize this brand. Itâs not cheap, is it? Why would you tear apart your clothes? Isnât it better for you to wear them?â
He picked up the label and waved it.
Grace said, âThey arenât cheap, but the style of these sweaters is a little bit over the top. They are not suitable for me to wear now, so itâs better to put them to good use.â
That sweater was originally similar to the raincoat. Paired with narrow leggings, boots, and makeup, it would look very elegant. But now, she had no occasion to wear this kind of clothes, nor did she have a pair of narrow leggings and boots that could match her.
There was no chance to wear it at all.
âI think this wool should be enough to make a scarf and gloves. Do you like the color?â she asked. The color of the wool was oat, which was neutral and suitable for both men and women.
Jason stared at the woman before him, and he marveled at her. Where everyone around him was consumed with taking, with what they could get out of him, all she did was give.