Chapter 930
My Gorgeous Wife is an Ex-Convict!
âIs this man⦠the benefactor⦠the paralegal mentioned?â
What benefactor could have such power?
Jason glanced coldly at the man who was not wearing a mask. Then, he ordered his subordinate who was following him. âTake good care of this man later and let him know what it feels like to be slapped.â
âYes,â the subordinate answered. âThe moment Master Reed asked me to take care of this fellow, heâs probably going to suffer,â he thought to himself.
The man without a mask frembled. When he saw Jason trying to carry Grace into a nearby black Bentley, the man suddenly shouted, âWho the hell are you? Isâ¦.. Is she really a mere paralegal?â
âHow could someone create such a commotion for a mere paralegal whoâs not even a stunning beauty?
The man just felt like everything was getting out of hand.
He thought he only accepted a deal, but look at how it turned out!
No one answered him as Jason had already gotten into the car with Grace in his arms. Then, the car slowly drove away from the scene.
In the car, Grace said to Jason, âThank you.â
If it had not been for him, she would have suffered today.
âIt was smart of you to contact me. Do you know who youâve offended?â he said.
She shook her head. She had offended some people, but not enough for anyone to do such a thing. Therefore, for a moment, she could not think of anything.
âThatâs the second time,â he said.
âSecond time?â She was stunned.
âDidnât someone try to hurt you near the neighborhood you currently live in? Itâs the second time now,â
he said.
âYou mean⦠Theyâre from the same gang?â
âWe can find out after checking,â Jason said coldly. However, his gaze softened when he saw the messy state she was in.
âDoes it hurt a lot?â he asked softly.
âSort of, but⦠itâs tolerable,â she said. The burning pain in her cheeks was less severe than the pain she had experienced in prison.
He frowned and caressed the trail of blood that oozed from the corner of her lips.
Those slaps had injured the corners of her mouth.
âItâs just some blood. I can just wipe it off,â she said, trying to take out a tissue to wipe the oozing blood.
However, he held her hand and said, âDonât bother.â
âWhat does he mean by that?â She blinked her eyes and saw his face magnifying before her eyes.
She felt something warm and moist on the corners of her lips.
âHe⦠Heâs licking my blood!â
Grace suddenly stiffened, and she could feel a terrible burn on the spot he had licked.
She had no idea how long it took, but he seemed to finally clean up the blood at the corner of her lips. He touched his forehead lightly against hers and said with a hint of self-reproach, âIâm sorry you were hurt.â
âDoes he have any idea how ambiguous this is?â thought Grace, but she could not seem to lift her stiff arm at the moment, let alone push him away.
âItâs not your fault⦠I was hurt. Itâs good enough that you could come and save me,â she said before gulping suddenly.
âItâs not my fault?â Jason laughed at himself. âI didnât protect you well. The last thing I want is for you to get hurt.â
Grace was silent. She could smell his scent, and it was so intimate.