My Gorgeous Wife is an Ex-Convict (Grace) novel Chapter 921

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 

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, 

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