Filthy rich werewolves novel Chapter 149

It was because... it had always been just a game, a game between the rich and the poor.

Was he going to tell her his true identity and announce the end of this game when she was discharged from the hospital?

However, her calmness made the fear in Jason's heart more intense. She was clearly standing in front of him, but he felt that the two of them were so far apart.

"Are you Jason?" She asked him for the second time. She was still so calm, as if she was simply seeking an answer.

His thin lips were tightly pursed. His deep amorous eyes met her clear almond eyes. After a long while, he finally opened his mouth and uttered one word, "Yes".

Grace's heart filled with bitterness. Indeed, this man was really Jason. Actually, she had been quite certain before, but... she had not given up. She still wanted to hear him say it in person.

"Okay, I understand." She gently lowered her eyes, bent to pick up the fallen phone, then turned and pulled the glass door to leave.

Suddenly, a hand grabbed her arm. His other hand pressed against the glass door, trapping her in between him and it.

"What do you understand?" he asked as he lowered his head to look at her.

"I know that you are Jason, and I know that this is just a game," Grace said calmly, "Alpha Reed, don't worry, I know what I should do. If this is your revenge, then I think... in the past days, you would have realized that whatever I have to lose, has already been lost. There is nothing left for you to take revenge on."

He couldn't help but narrow his eyes. Revenge... did this woman think that he was taking revenge? Taking revenge for Jennifer Atkinson?

Jennifer Atkinson wasn't worthy enough to make him do these things.

Jay... this form of address was like an insult. It reminded her of just how little she had.

She had thought that from now on, she could have a younger brother to accompany her. However, she did not know that the person accompanying her was the one person she should avoid!

A game, huh... Jason glared at the woman in front of him. Even though it had indeed begun as a game for him, after a while, it had ceased to be.

"If you really think this is a game, then it's up to me to decide when it ends." He closed his eyes, his cheeks lightly touching her cheek, his skin gently rubbing against hers as if they were inexhaustibly intimate.

Grace's body was still stiff. His aura was so warm, but she felt very cold.