"Do I frighten you?" he asked.
She hesitated. "I know you're just treating me like a game. You're interested in me now because you think it's fun. Once your interest wanes, then I'm worthless. If I offend you by accident, things might be as bad as when I was in prison."
She did not want any more of those dark and miserable days!
"Aren't you afraid that you'll offend me now by saying that?" he asked.
Her body suddenly stiffened. Yes, of course, she was afraid, but she chose to say it anyway.
Her expression said it all.
There was a terrible silence all around.
Grace lowered her head, and all she could hear was her breathing and heartbeat. Jason did not say anything, but she could feel that his eyes were on her.
No one knew how much time had passed. Suddenly, she heard his voice. "If I say I'm not treating you as a game, will you want to stay with me?"
She raised her head suddenly and looked at him in astonishment as if she had not expected him to say that.
"Will you?" His eyes were still fixed on her.
She gave a bitter smile. "What am I supposed to do by your side? Continue to be your sister? Or be your playmate? Either way, I'm afraid I'm not up to the task."
His thin lips drew a straight line, and his eyes grew cold. The word ‘wife’ was stuck in his throat.
If she asked, he could marry her. However, had Jason ever needed to ask a woman to be his wife?!
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