My gorgeous wife is an ex-convict (Grace) novel Chapter 393

Chapter 393 

The kiss was so intense that it almost choked her. When it 

was over, Grace felt a little weak. Half of her body was being propped by his arms. 

“You’d better not even think about breaking up,” muttered 

Jason with endless persistence in his bright eyes. “Now that you’ve promised to date me, I’m the only person you can date 

from now on! I, too, will only date you.” 

His voice was silky and lovely. It was like an invisible net 

grabbing her tightly! 

When Grace finally finished her lunch in Jason’s office, she looked at the time, hurriedly cleaned up, and left the office. 

When she got out, she met Terrence who was polite and somewhat reverent as he said, “Are you leaving, Miss 

Cummins?” 

“Yes,” replied Grace. 

“Be careful on your way back,” said Terrence. 

After Grace got into the elevator, a mid-level executive beside Terrence could not help but ask, “Who… is she, Terrence?” 

After all, the woman was dressed in cheap clothes and did not look like someone from the company. 

However, Young Master Reed’s private secretary was treating 

the woman so reverently. 

After all, there were very few people in the company whom Terrence would treat respectfully. 

“She’s…” Terrence somewhat thoughtfully said, “someone we 

cannot mess with.” 

She was the one Young Master Reed treasured! If anyone messed with her, they would probably be doomed. 

Grace went back to the restaurant and continued with her 

deliveries. 

Jason would always order a lot of food. Then, he would ask her to deliver them to Reed Group and ask her to stay for lunch. She felt guilty for doing this. It was as if she was doing something personal at work. 

However, she could not refuse Jason’s orders. After all, 

the food he ordered every day was a good income for the 

restaurant. 

“Hmm. Where’s Kyla? She’s not back yet?” Grace finally 

realized that Kyla Corbyn was not in the restaurant after delivering a few more orders. It had been Mrs. Corbyn taking 

care of the cash register. 

“Nelson has a cold. Qianyun took him to the community health. 

center to get some medicine,” said Mrs. Corbyn. 

In the afternoon, Kyla Corbyn came back to the restaurant 

with Nelson on her back. The boy was heavily asleep on his