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My Gorgeous Wife is an Ex-Convict

Chapter 921
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Chapter 921

“Really?” muttered Jason. The scissors

were completely in his hand in the blink

of an eye.

He looked down at the scissors in his

hand, and there was a coldness on his

expression. For a moment, he felt the

urge to give her his life even if she did

want it!

‘How did that happen?

‘I never intended to give any woman my life. Only I can decide whether I should

live or die, right? Isn’t that what I was afraid of when I broke up with her?

‘Why do I still have such an idea even after we’ve broken up?’

“Jason, I’ve never thought about killing you.” His silence made her misunderstand. “Even if we’ve broken up,

it was sad and painful at the beginning,

but it’s all over now. I won’t kill someone

just because we broke up.”

He furrowed his brows. She was only explaining herself, but why did it hurt

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him when he heard her say that it was all

over?

“You’ve never thought about killing me?” He turned his head to look at her.

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“Yes,” she said.

“You don’t want me to die, then?” he

asked, his dark eyes looking straight into

hers as if he was trying to see through

her.

‘Don’t want… Using those words makes it seem like something is going on between

us.’

“I… don’t want you to die,” she said. ‘Yes, even though we’ve broken up, I’ve never wanted him dead or anything.

All I want

is for us to live our lives well.’

However, even that seemed hard to do.

“Therefore, you won’t let me die, will

you?” His voice was like the floating clouds in the sky, leading one into a

trance.

‘How could I let him die?’ Grace only felt as if the person in front of her was telling a joke. ‘He’s Emerald City’s

Master Reed. He has trillions of dollars worth

of fortune in his hands. Is he someone a

mere paralegal like me could kill?’

“It’s not a matter of will or won’t,” she

said.

“Just tell me, will you… or won’t you?” He

insisted on an answer.

She could feel her heart beating faster

and faster as he watched her. Almost

subconsciously, her lips parted as she

uttered the words, “I won’t.”

The corners of his lips rose slightly,

Even his eyes

and slowly, a smile grew. Even his

seemed to be smiling.

“Then you’d better remember what you’ve just said.” As he spoke, he handed the scissors back into her hand.

“Alright,

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go on.”

By the time the trim was over, Grace felt her hands freeze. Her stomach growled

with hunger.

She then had dinner at Reed Residence. It was no different from before, but she would at times have the

misconception

that she was still dating him.

She thought that she would be able to go

home when dinner was over, but he kept

her in the study.

Jason was at the large desk in his study having a video conference with the

company’s senior executives, while

Grace sat at a small desk, flipping

through the case files she was working

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It was the same small desk he had

bought for her when she wanted to

revise the laws and cases.

Grace was confused why Jason wanted to keep her in the study when he clearly

had work to do.

However, when she asked him about it

earlier, he had said, “It’s nice to have

you

around when I work. I feel a lot happier.”