My gorgeous wife is an ex-convict (Grace) novel Chapter 204

Chapter 204 

After all, when he met that person back then, it was right in 

this small town. 

Except when he asked her about it, it seemed that he had overthought this. 

“You’re not her,” he said casually. She was not that person. 

What? Doubt flashed through Grace’s eyes. 

At this time, the boss of the restaurant served up the dishes. 

Brian said, “Alright, let’s eat. Want to have some wine?” 

Grace recalled her experience of being drunk in front of Jason and swiftly shook her head. “No need. I’ll just have a regular 

drink.” 

Thus, Brian got the boss to bring two bottles of beverage over. 

“You’re not drinking wine either?” She raised her eyebrows. 

“I’ll be driving later, so I won’t drink,” he said. 

Her expression darkened suddenly as she thought of that car 

crash that got her to be sentenced. The charge was for drunk 

driving, but she had not drunk anything that day at all! 

“That’s right. You had a car crash back then because you drove drunk, right?” His voice suddenly sounded. “Is that why you found a job sweeping at the Sanitation Service Center?” 

“At least I still have a job to do,” Grace said self-deprecatingly. 

“Do you want me to go say hi over at the Sanitation Service Center and get them to arrange a more easygoing position for you?” 

“No need.” Grace refused. After all, a favor from this Master 

Hart was not that good to take. 

Brian furrowed his eyebrows slightly. It was the first time he had been rejected like this. If it was not because she looked like the girl from his memories, he would not have opened his mouth and offered to help her change her job. 

Grace lowered her head to eat the rice in her bowl. Even when her head was down, she could still sense his gaze occasionally falling on her as if he was checking something. 

After some difficulty, they were done with their meal. Brian said, “I’ll send you back.” 

“No need. I’ll take the bus,” she said. 

“If you rush to the bus stop now, can you still catch a bus back to Emerald City?” 

When she glanced at the time, it was already 8.30 pm. Even if 

she rushed there now, she would not be able to catch the last 

bus today. 

As for the train, she would have to wait until tomorrow 

morning before there would be one. 

“I’ll send you,” said Brian casually. “If you don’t want me to, 

then you can think of a way yourself.” 

Grace bit her lip slightly. If she was asked to think of a way