My gorgeous wife is an ex-convict (Grace) novel Chapter 637

Chapter 637 

The kiss was getting deeper and deeper. She was like a naughty child when drunk, kissing him while her hands were busy stirring 

up the fire in his body. 

Jason felt like he was losing control. 

Suddenly, he grabbed her hands and gasped as he said, “That’s… That’s enough… Grace.” 

it went on like this, he might just have his way with her in the car. 

Grace blinked like a small animal, naive confusion in her eyes. 

‘Enough? Why do I think it’s not enough… Not nearly enough? 

“I want him! I want him to always be there for me. It seems that with him around, I won’t have to be afraid!” 

“Jay…” she mumbled, her hands running unsteadily over his cheek. Her drunken eyes were finally on his face after focusing for some time. “You’re… Hic… So good-looking,” she murmured, hiccuping in between. 

Those delicate eyebrows and eyes looked as if they were painted. on by an artist. They looked surreal. 

‘Is this man really my boyfriend? He’s… Even going to marry me?’ 

“I’ve seen photos of… Jennifer Atkinson. She’s beautiful… Your 

and her… Seemed to make a good couple. The news back then always said you… Were the golden couple…” she went on 

muttering, “Do… Do you love her… Why… Didn’t you look for the 

truth when… When she died…” 

Her words made him stiffen. 

Perhaps these words had been repressed in her mind when she was sober and only escaped her mouth now when she was drunk. 

Jason’s eyes lowered gently. “The only person I love is you.” 

He had never loved Jennifer Atkinson. He had chosen the woman. 

to become his fiancée because the woman loved him enough, her family could help the Reed family, and she could produce a good heir for the Reed family. 

At that time, he did not care about the so-called love and did not think that he would fall in love with anyone. 

She tilted her head to one side as if she understood him. “Even if… You didn’t love her, she’s still your fiancée… You… You should’ve tried to find out the truth… How could you… Not investigate it… If you had investigated it, I wouldn’t have… Gone to prison… I 

wouldn’t have suffered so much…” 

She choked with sobs as she spoke. Tears the size of beans. 

poured out of her eyes. 

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry…” All he could do was apologize. 

She threw herself into his arms and cried while he held her and patted her on the back. ‘Find out the truth? 

‘How am I supposed to tell her that I’ve already found out the