My gorgeous wife is an ex-convict (Grace) novel Chapter 7

“No,” he said, but he recalled that after he had carried her back to the rental apartment when he wanted to put her on the bed, she had clung to him.

When he went to lay her down, she pulled him onto the bed and rolled until she was on top of him.

A man of rigorous control and training, how had he let his guard down like that? Before he could get up, she touched his face with her hands.

”Your eyes are so beautiful… I really… like them…” she murmured.

“Like?” The word was not strange to him. After all, there were always women who said that they liked him and liked his eyes.

In the past, when he was young, his father would always look into his eyes and become lost in thought. His father would mutter to him, “The kind of eyes you have are deceptive. They look like they’re very emotional, but in reality, they’re the most heartless. I don’t know if you will be emotional or heartless in the future.”

“They’re clean…” She ran her fingertips across his brow. “Clear.”

He sneered. She was drunk. Of course, his eyes were clean or clear or whatever. He’d showered this morning.

“It’s like… They have never been tainted by any sin… They’re clean…” She was so drunk that she didn’t seem to notice that her face was almost touching his. “Jay, don’t be afraid… I will… protect you…”

After saying that, she lay on his chest and fell asleep.

Protect him? This woman can’t even protect herself, but she wants to protect him? What a joke.

Grace’s face blushed as she stared at him. She really didn’t remember.

“You didn’t do anything. You just fell asleep.”

Hearing this, she let out a sigh of relief.

His eyes fell on the red, swollen part of her cheek. “Does your face hurt?”

Her eyes widened with surprise. “It’s fine.” This was the truth. After all, she had suffered much worse pain in prison.

“What happened yesterday? How did you get hurt and drunk?” he stared at her and asked.

“Nothing, I just met a drunkard and had a little conflict,” she said lightly. She didn’t want to tell him about the dark things from last night.

She always felt that he was clear and clean. Even though he had been wandering on the streets, he was still pure like the horrors of this world had yet to touch him. If possible, she hoped that he would stay that way.

“Is that so?” He frowned. “It would be great if I had arrived earlier. In that case, you wouldn’t have been hurt.”

In reality, it wasn’t true that he couldn’t have solved this matter earlier. This was just a game that added a bit of fun to his boring life. He had even expected that something might happen after she entered the private room.

But when he really saw what had happened, he found that he was not happy.

“It’s already good enough for you to have come to the club to pick me up. Otherwise, I might have slept right next to the street,” Grace said and pulled at his hand. “Thank you, Jay. It’s really good to have you here. And I’m fine, really. It was just a slap in the face. It’s nothing to me.”

Hmm. It was nothing to him either. But the bruise on her face offended him and when she smiled as she did now, looking at him like he was the greatest man in the world…it stirred something to life inside him.