My gorgeous wife is an ex-convict (Grace) novel Chapter 342

Chapter 342 

She hesitated a little before saying. “Nothing. It’s just that after 

you took me to my room, I saw that you didn’t go back to your room but headed to the stairs. I wondered if there was something wrong with you. Uhh, If you’re all right, I’ll go…” 

She said and turned to leave. 

The next moment, however, a pair of arms encircled her from 

behind. “Are you worried about me, Sis?” 

Grace’s whole body seemed to be enveloped in his scent, and for 

a moment she did not know what to say. 

Worried? Was she worried about him? 

She seemed confused. Was it because he saved her tonight? Therefore, instead of thinking of him as Jason tonight, she was taking him as Jason and worried about him? 

Grace was thinking about it when suddenly his breathing seemed to fasten in her ear. There was a faint muffled moaning in his throat. His arms, which had encircled her, gradually loosened. 

Grace turned around and saw that Jason was now pale with beads of sweat on his forehead. He was holding his hand over his upper belly. 

She shuddered, remembering suddenly that she had seen him like 

“You seem to remember my old faults, Sis,” he muttered, and a smile crept from the corner of his mouth. However, the paleness of his face and the apparent suppression of pain in his eyes somehow made his smile seem vulnerable. 

Grace quickly helped Jason up and looked around. There was nowhere to sit, so she went inside. There was a sofa in the room. She helped him to sit down on the sofa. Then, she drew a piece of tissue from the coffee table in front of the sofa and wiped the 

sweat on his forehead. 

“Is the pain sudden?” she asked. 

“I didn’t pay much attention to the pain earlier. I thought it would go away soon. I didn’t expect it to hurt this much all of a sudden,” he muttered. “I didn’t expect you to remember my old faults, Sis. It seems that you care about me, don’t you?” 

Of course, Grace did not answer that question. Did she care…? 

She did not even know the answer to that. 

“Where’s your medicine? Do you have it with you?” she asked. 

“I don’t like them very much. I’ll just wait for the pain to pass and I’ll be all right,” he said. 

“You don’t like them? I bought you medicine last time, didn’t