‘Why was he so quick to seek death? Why didn’t he think about the son he still had? Did he know that if
he died, what it would mean to Jason who was still so young at the time?
‘Did the man really think that sending Jason back to the Reed family was the best choice? He forgot
that a child needs a
father.
Jason had already lost his mother’s company, but then he lost his father too.’
He had to stay in such a house at such a young age, accompanied by a grandfather who hated the
other half of his blood!’
She could almost imagine how he had walked on eggshells when he was a child.
In this mansion, there was no such thing as affection between two generations, only a child’s struggle
to survive!
Grace walked step by step through the front hall and into the
inner room.
The interior was the same as what she had seen previously
with Jay’s father’s memorial tablet on the altar.
However, now, the tall figure stood motionless like a sculpture before the memorial tablet.
His back was straight, and the dim light of the lamp fell upon him. The brightness interlaced with
darkness.
The loneliness he exuded right now seemed to shut off everything around him.
It was as if he was the only person left in his world!
Grace’s nose suddenly felt a little sore, but she could not tell why she was feeling this way-Why she felt
as if there was an invisible gap between Jason and her.
However, they were the closest!
“Jay!” she cried out, her voice ringing clearly in the silent room.
The tall body trembled a little before he slowly turned around. His ink-like eyes seemed to be staring at
her with some sort of silent emptiness.
Suddenly, Grace felt as if her heart had skipped a beat.
It was like the look in his eyes when she first met him.
It was as if he did not care about anything, not even himself.
“Jay!” she cried out again, with a touch of tension and uneasiness.
The cry brought him back to his senses, and the dead silence in his eyes gradually faded and was
replaced by his usual gentle eyes.
“Why are you here?” he muttered, but with an indescribable
weariness.
“I should be the one to ask you that. Why are you here so late at night?” she asked. Besides, it was not
some special day!
As she spoke, she came up to him. She raised her hand and touched his cheek gently, feeling the
coolness on his cheek.
It was already July, and the air conditioner here was not on. Even if was at night,
it was still hot and stuffy, but he was distinctly chilly.
“I couldn’t sleep and thought of coming here,” he said.
“Are you alright? Why’s your face so cool?” She frowned. “It’s so late. Let’s go back to our room first.”
As she spoke, she was about to put down her hand and take
his. However, she was held down by his hand.
His palm pressed against the back of her hand, allowing her to continue to press against his cheek.
Then, those bright amorous eyes just stared at her quietly.
“What’s come over you?” She only felt something was a little off about him now. He was quiet and the
dead silent look in his eyes made her uneasy.
“Am I the only person you love the most?” His thin lips parted softly, his voice like the night wind that
swept across the
bamboo.
“Yes,” she replied without hesitation.
“You’ll never betray me, right?” he added, and there was something fragile in that face that could
captivate everyone.
About My Gorgeous Wife is an Ex-Convict! - Chapter 724
My Gorgeous Wife is an Ex-Convict! is the best current series of the author Anastasia Marie. With
the below Chapter 724 content will make us lost in the world of love and hatred interchangeably,
despite all the tricks to achieve the goal without any concern for the other half, and then regret. late.
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