My gorgeous wife is an ex-convict (Grace) novel Chapter 135

Chapter 135 

“So what if that’s so? As long as I wish for it, I can make her comparable to any notable lady in the city!” Jason retorted. 

“Don’t forget how your father died!” Mr. Reed spat through ground teeth. 

Jason’s gaze darkened. “I haven’t forgotten. Even if I truly want to be with her, it doesn’t mean that I will give her my life. I’m not my father. I won’t die or live for a woman, let alone be 

controlled by a woman!” 

“I’m always the one in control!” 

Mr. Reed huffed coolly. “You came to see me today just to say 

that?” 

“No,” Jason replied. “I want you to stay away from her!” 

Mr. Reed narrowed his eyes but kept a straight face as 

he angrily asked, “What do you mean by that? Are you threatening your grandfather? Can it be that this old man isn’t as important as a woman?” 

“Grandpa, I’m just telling you. It’s not a threat,” Jason said with a light chuckle. “I told you to stay away from her. No matter 

the relationship between me and her, you are to stay away 

from her. Of course, I don’t know how I would react if you laid a finger on her. Why don’t you try?” 

Mr. Reed’s expression changed subtly and in an instant, he felt a trembling fear. 

“This is the heir I’ve cultivated. He has grown up as I had expected and maybe beyond that but he’s also… increasingly 

uncontrollable!” 

“What do you like about Grace?” He could not help asking. “There are so many young ladies of note in Emerald City. Plenty of them have both beauty and brains, coming from innocent family backgrounds while some are multi-talented, and yet you only have eyes for a woman who has been to 

prison.” 

“Maybe because she’s a little stupid,” Jason muttered. 

“Stupid enough to bring me back to the rental apartment. Stupid enough to speak from the bottom of her heart to a stranger. Stupid enough for me to love her so dearly. 

“This woman was imprisoned for three years and yet she hasn’t become any smarter. 

“But she said that my eyes were pretty and clean. She didn’t look at them with the Old Master’s disgust nor was she 

infatuated like those other women. She had a sense of appreciation and… a feeling of protectiveness. 

“She said she wanted to protect the cleanliness within my 

eyes. 

“But does she know that no one had ever used clean to 

describe me? I am an executioner in the eyes of many, 

achieving my goals by any means. 

“How can someone like me be clean?!”