My Gorgeous Wife is an Ex-Convict (Grace) novel Chapter 931

Chapter 931 

‘But does he know that it’s not these 

physical wounds that had hurt me 

deeply, but the one to my heart? 

‘I wonder when it would heal.’ 

:. 

The car stopped at the hospital’s 

entrance, and Jason got off with Grace in 

his arms. 

The doctor was already waiting in a 

special room, and as soon as Grace 

arrived, he began his examination. 

Fortunately, it was only some physical injuries. There was nothing to worry about. The swelling on her face would also subside in a few days. 

When she was done with the 

examination, a new set of clothes was 

placed in front of her. 

“Change into this,” he said. 

“Okay,” she replied. Her shirt was 

torn at the shoulder and was indeed 

unwearable. 

She held out her hand to take it, but he did not seem to want to give it to her. 

She looked at him quizzically. 

He said, “You’re hurt, so it’s not very 

convenient for you to change yourself.” 

‘So? Did he mean…! Grace’s face went 

red immediately. Her red and swollen 

face now looked even ‘brighter’. 

“Well… You can ask the nurse to come 

in and help me change,” Grace said quickly as they were now resting in a VIP lounge, waiting for the staff to fetch her 

medicine. 

“Are you embarrassed? What is there to be embarrassed about? Didn’t I help you change your clothes before?” he asked. 

‘That was then, and this is now!’ 

“No brother helps their sister change 

clothes,” she said as she gritted her teeth. 

Besides, her current state of mind could 

not accept it. 

His thin lips pressed into a straight line. 

The air in the room tensed, and just when she thought he might be angry, he suddenly turned and walked out of the 

room. 

Moments later, a nurse came in while 

holding the clothes. “Mr. Reed asked me 

to help you change your clothes, Miss 

Cummins,” the nurse said. 

Grace hesitated a little before saying, 

“Thank you.” 

After she changed her clothes, Jason walked in. “The medicine is here. Let me 

send you home.” 

It was as if there had been no change in 

his attitude. It was as if the brief moment 

of tension had never existed. 

As he spoke, he tried to hold her in his 

arms. 

“I can walk myself,” she said.