You You dont want me anymore? His thin lips parted and closed as if he had uttered the words with great difficulty.
Dont want him? The words immediately made Grace feel like
laughing.
Does he know who he is? How could I possibly afford such a
man?
Youre drunk. Let me get up. Its late
Before she could finish, his face suddenly sank even lower. The tip of his nose almost touched hers. He was half-smiling and half-crying. Drunk Grace, Im not drunk. Im sober
She was enveloped in his scent. He kept repeating that he was not drunk. However, if he was not drunk, he would not be
saying so.
You wont refuse me, right? he whispered. His voice was so hoarse, and something in his dark eyes that were full of pain seemed to be imploring her.
It was as if her answer meant so much to him.
She knew he was drunk and would not remember this the next
morning. However, Grace could not help saying, Jason, why are you telling me this now? You want me to want you, but it was you who didnt want me first!
A look of repression came over his face.
However, her voice continued saying, I said I wanted you because I considered you my family and also because I loved you, but I dont love you anymore. Therefore, I dont want you.
Yes, I dont love him, and I dont want him! She was not only
telling him this but also herself.
His eyes turned red. Her words continued to irritate his eardrums, making it a living hell.
She doesnt love me, so she doesnt want me
An endless panic swept through his body. It was as though he could not keep the person underneath him with him even though he was already trying his best.
He suddenly lowered his head and kised her hard on the lips.
No! I dont want this!
How could she?
Mhm Caught off guard by the kis, Grace raised her hand and tried to push him away, but his hands pressed hers to her
side.
She was almost breathless by the kis. When the kis was over, the hands that held her loosened slightly. She immediately
raised her hand and slapped him in the face.
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Slap!
The sound of the slap rang in the tiny rental house.
Jasons cheek was turned to one side, and finger marks soon appeared on his face.
Grace gasped. The pain in the palm of her hand was burning.
One could tell how hard she had hit him.
He seemed stunned for a good while. He turned his face over, and those misty peach blossom eyes fell on her face again. Then, he took the hand that had just slapped him.
Grace trembled slightly.
She would not be surprised if he wanted to break her hand for
the slap she had just given him.
After all, few people dared to slap a man like him!
Theres nothing to be afraid of! she closed her eyes and said
to herself.
She had suffered far worse in prison with injuries so painful
that it made her wish she had a knife with her to kill herself.