My Gorgeous Wife is an Ex-Convict (Grace) novel Chapter 932

Chapter 932 

He felt as if something was suffocating his chest, making him unable to breathe at the sight of her red and swollen 

cheeks. 

Earlier today when he opened the car door and saw her lying there with her 

hands tied and her cheeks red and 

swollen, he had felt the urge to kill. 

The person he treasured and wanted to 

protect had been harmed! 

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Grace bit her lip but did not cry out at all. After all, she was used to not crying out because it never worked even if she did! 

Jason did not say anything and only 

prepared the ointment before applying it 

on her. 

In addition to the wounds on her face, 

she also got kicked several times. 

“I’ll do it myself,” she said. 

“You won’t be able to apply it on your 

back,” he said. 

“But…” 

“If you find it awkward, I’ll apply it with 

my eyes closed. The doctor wrote the 

approximate position of your injuries in the examination report,” said Jason. 

Grace was stunned. Before she knew it, 

he had walked up to her back, closed his 

and reached out to lift her top. 

eyes, 

“Ah!” She let out a cry of surprise. Then, 

she heard him say, “Don’t move. I can’t 

find the exact position if you move.” 

Grace froze immediately. 

The next moment, she felt his fingers on 

her back. 

He touched the spot where she was 

experiencing a dull pain at the moment. The ointment the doctor prescribed for her contained mint, and it sent a cool 

sensation running down her back. 

However, her back felt as though it 

was getting hotter and hotter. It was as though her blood was rushing to where 

his fingers were. 

After applying the ointment on her back, 

Grace’s skin seemed as if it had been 

stained pink. 

She hurriedly pulled her clothes down. 

“A-Alright.” 

Jason opened his eyes slowly. His long eyelashes were raised like fans. With those gorgeous eyes, he seemed to be able to intrigue people easily. 

“You’re hurt. Don’t go to the firm 

tomorrow. Take a few days off and rest,” 

he said to her as he put the ointment on 

the table. 

“That won’t do. It’s not as if I can’t walk, 

and there’s plenty of work at the office,” 

she said hurriedly. 

She was only a mere paralegal. How could she just ask for leave and ask for a few days at that? 

At best… She would be a little more 

eye-catching tomorrow with her face still 

swollen.