My gorgeous wife is an ex-convict (Grace) novel Chapter 424

Chapter 424 

On the other line, Kyla Corbyn’s voice was heard, “Grace, 

Nelson’s surgery went well. The doctor said that once Nelson 

stabilizes in the next two days, he can start with systematic 

training to recognize voices.” 

“That’s great.” Grace was ecstatic to hear the news. “Alright, 

I’ll come over to visit Nelson this afternoon.” 

With that said, Grace asked about the specific ward Nelson 

was in before ending the call. 

“Is it about the child who has hearing problems?” Jason asked 

while looking at Grace. 

“Yeah, Nelson’s operation went well. I’m free this afternoon, so I’m planning to go to the hospital to see him,” Grace replied. 

“Then, I’ll go with you,” Jason said. 

“You want to come with me?” Grace was bewildered and her eyes were wide open. “But… don’t you still have work?” 

“I’ll just ask the secretary to postpone this afternoon’s affairs a little bit. Furthermore, they’re not urgent,” Jason said 

indifferently. 

However, Grace was well aware that as the president of such a large group, everything was exceptionally urgent. 

“What is it? Don’t you want me to come with you?” Jason 

asked. 

“No… that’s not it.” Jason’s willingness to keep her company surprised her slightly, but it also made her heart flutter. 

“Then, it’s decided.” Jason lowered his head and continued eating. 

Grace saw this and lowered her head as well to continue 

eating. Then, just when she was about to finish her meal, his voice suddenly rang in her ears, “Sis, can you continue to 

make me more meals in the future?” 

Grace was taken aback for a moment. As she raised her head, her eyes met Jason’s dark pupils. 

Jason smiled softly, raised his hand, and wiped the corner of her lips; only then did Grace realize that there had been rice grains around her mouth. 

Instantly, Grace’s face became flushed once more. 

It was as if she could blush easily in front of him. 

“Would that be okay?” Jason asked once more, waiting to hear 

her answer. 

“My cooking is too ordinary, and it’s not as good as your 

chef’s,” Grace answered. 

“So, what about it? I like to eat what you cook for me,” Jason replied. 

Doubt flashed across her eyes. Even if he was not picky with food, there was no need for him to like her cooking so much 

until the point he wanted to eat ordinary dishes all the time. 

After all, the professional chefs in the house were much better at cooking than her. 

Perhaps, he was only saying such things to make her