My gorgeous wife is an ex-convict (Grace) novel Chapter 98

Chapter 98 

When she said this, she didn’t notice that her Jay had frozen. 

for a moment. 

“Would you like to see Jason?” he asked. 

“I’m not sure why.” She shook her head as if struggling to find 

the right words. “That’s really nothing for me to think about. He and I are people from two completely different worlds.” She said, “However, his back figure in a suit is a little bit similar 

to you. You’re both tall and strong. I think if you put on a suit, 

you would look even better!” 

Jason pressed his lips together, not saying a word. 

She added, “Let’s save up some money. Next spring, I’ll buy 

you a suit. You can wear the same suit if you need a formal 

suit for an interview.” 

“What would you say if you were to meet Jason Reed one 

day?” he asked suddenly. 

Grace suddenly fell into silence. After a long time, she said 

with a self-deprecating smile, “I would beg him to let me go.” 

He was a little surprised. “Just that?” 

“Yes,” she replied. 

“Don’t you want to tell him that you were wronged back then? Don’t you want him to reverse the verdict for you?” 

“That’s useless. Back then, for me, Lina ran to his office building and begged on the ground for him to see her. But, he never showed up. When I was in prison, I never stopped writing letters to beg him for mercy, I also mentioned several times that the death of his fiancee had nothing to do with me. I begged him to stop the others from hurting me. But was all useless. My letters and requests for mercy were never answered,” she said with a bitter smile. 

These events were painful for her. 

His face was gloomy, and even his eyes became dark and 

deep. 

Grace patted his hand. “Well, let’s not talk about these things. 

It’s all in the past. At least after I got out of prison, Jason did not seem to want to take revenge against me. And I’m grateful for that. Otherwise, I may not even be able to stay at the 

Sanitation Service Center,” she said. 

He suddenly picked up her hands, which were covered with calluses, and put them in his palms, rubbing them a little bit to keep her warm. 

If he had known this would happen, he wouldn’t have turned a 

blind eye to her all those years ago. He wouldn’t have allowed 

her to be thrown into jail, and he wouldn’t have allowed those people who tried to please him to lay their hands on her in 

prison. 

However, if in the future, when his identity was exposed in front of her, he would not be able to agree to her request. 

“I’m sorry,” he muttered. 

“What?” She was puzzled. 

“That your hands feel so cold because you’re trying to knit me a scarf and gloves.” He then whispered to himself, “Also… I won’t let you go for the rest of my life.” 

He would make it up to her. He would give her the best of everything. He would make her the most enviable woman in the City and wash away all the dirt on her body. But he would