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My Gorgeous Wife is an Ex-Convict

Chapter 888
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Chapter 888

Back when she was still living with him,

they had a similar conversation.

Back then, her answer was…

“Yes. Of course, I like you!” Grace grinned. It was a drunken grin, but her

answer was the same as before.

‘Is she behaving like when we were together because she’s drunk? Back then, she was my Sis and I was her

Jason!’

“Will you be my Sis if I’m good?”

‘Be my Sis. Stay with me.

‘Even though I can’t give you love, I can give you something else.

‘I can fulfill your dreams and your ambitions for you. I can make those who despise you bow before you, and I can

get you to the top of the social hierarchy.

‘As long as… you stay with me!’

Maybe this was the only way to make him feel less guilty.

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“Sure, but… I’ve always been your Sis.

Jason, don’t worry, I’ll… protect you. I’ll protect you…” she muttered.

As she spoke, her eyelids began to

droop, and her voice became lower and

lower. Finally, she tilted her head and fell

asleep.

He gently helped her to lie down. Then,

he helped her with the thin quilt and raised his hand to stroke her messy hair.

“If you really want to protect me, then

stay with me. That way, I won’t be hurt…”

he murmured. The palm of his left hand

was slowly pressed against his heart.

He thought that as long as he stopped loving her, she would not be able to

control his emotions and he could control

his life.

However, it turned out that… he could not

bear her leaving his side!

He wanted to keep her by his side and

look at her all the time.

He would not love her, but… he wanted to

see her!

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Hadwin Stephenson looked at Lina who

was in such a drunken state that he

dismissed the idea of sending her back

to her home.

At the very least, he should make her drink some soup for her hangover later and wait until she was sober enough

before taking her home.

Besides, he would have to get rid of the vest she was clutching.

Hadwin Stephenson glanced at the vest

with resentment as he thought of this.

He had never seen her clutch his clothes

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that dearly!

Now, she was so enthusiastic about

grabbing another man’s clothes.

Hadwin Stephenson drove the car to his

mansion and brought Lina in.

“Make a bowl of soup for her hangover,” Hadwin Stephenson ordered the servant.

“Yes,” answered the servant. However, before leaving, her curious eyes caught a glimpse of Lina’s reddened

cheeks and the vest she was clutching.

‘Young Master Stephenson doesn’t

look quite right. Could it be that Miss

Sweeney has done something?’

The servant had been working there

for more than a year. Young Master

Stephenson had always put on a poker

face and no one could see through him.

However, it was only with Miss Sweeney that Young Master Stephenson seemed

to break his composure.

Anyone could see through him at a