My Gorgeous Wife is an Ex-Convict (Grace) novel Chapter 1852

Chapter 1852 

Old Lowyer Walls wanted to stop them, but there were bodyguards around him and he could not get close to Mrs. 

Watts 

Grace also wanted to step forward, but jason still held her hand tightly. She could not walk over. 

“Jay!” she said quickly. 

“Grace, don’t plead for her!” Jason whispered in a voice that sounded like a warning but also a plea. 

Grace froze. Looking at Jason’s misty eyes, she felt as though some of her words were stuck in her throat. 

She was not ignorant of the trauma his mother had caused 

him and even how his hatred for his mother after his father’s death had fueled him to go on with life. 

Even the scar on his chest was caused by his mother. 

She once hated his mother too. She hated his mother for abandoning a man who loved her so deeply and leaving a child who so desperately begged her to stay. 

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However, when it turned out that this woman, whom she 

should hate, was Ars. Wolts, the same woman who had token care of her and Jasper in the past few years, Grace only felt on indescribable contradiction. 

Mrs. Walls’s kindness and gentleness were for from what she knew Jay’s mother to be. 

Besides, what Mrs. Watts used to say most was, “Having sufficient money to spend is good enough. What matters most is my family’s safety” 

Was Mrs. Walls someone who once risked everything to get into a rich and powerful family and then abandoned her husband and son when she had no hope of getting in? 

“Just kowlow, Kowtow to my father and see if he’s willing to forgive you!” Jason said coldly. 

The two bodyguards were about to knock Mrs. Watts’s head against the ground. 

“I… I’ll kowtow myself. I’ll apologize to Kim myself!” said Mrs. Watts. 

The two bodyguards then looked at Jason and let go when they saw no response from their boss. 

Mrs. Watts started to kowtow at the tombstone. Once, 

twice, thrice… The kowtows sounded particularly loud in the 

cemetery.