My Gorgeous Wife is an Ex-Convict (Grace) novel Chapter 393

Chapter 393 

The kiss was so intense that it almost choked her. When it 

was over, Grace felt a little weak. Half of her body was being propped by his arms. 

“You’d better not even think about breaking up,” muttered 

Jason with endless persistence in his bright eyes. “Now that you’ve promised to date me, I’m the only person you can date 

from now on! I, too, will only date you.” 

His voice was silky and lovely. It was like an invisible net 

grabbing her tightly! 

When Grace finally finished her lunch in Jason’s office, she looked at the time, hurriedly cleaned up, and left the office. 

When she got out, she met Terrence who was polite and somewhat reverent as he said, “Are you leaving, Miss 

Cummins?” 

“Yes,” replied Grace. 

“Be careful on your way back,” said Terrence. 

After Grace got into the elevator, a mid-level executive beside Terrence could not help but ask, “Who… is she, Terrence?” 

After all, the woman was dressed in cheap clothes and did not look like someone from the company. 

However, Young Master Reed’s private secretary was treating 

the woman so reverently. 

After all, there were very few people in the company whom Terrence would treat respectfully. 

“She’s…” Terrence somewhat thoughtfully said, “someone we 

cannot mess with.” 

She was the one Young Master Reed treasured! If anyone messed with her, they would probably be doomed. 

Grace went back to the restaurant and continued with her 

deliveries. 

Jason would always order a lot of food. Then, he would ask her to deliver them to Reed Group and ask her to stay for lunch. She felt guilty for doing this. It was as if she was doing something personal at work. 

However, she could not refuse Jason’s orders. After all, 

the food he ordered every day was a good income for the 

restaurant. 

“Hmm. Where’s Kyla? She’s not back yet?” Grace finally 

realized that Kyla Corbyn was not in the restaurant after delivering a few more orders. It had been Mrs. Corbyn taking 

care of the cash register. 

“Nelson has a cold. Qianyun took him to the community health. 

center to get some medicine,” said Mrs. Corbyn. 

In the afternoon, Kyla Corbyn came back to the restaurant 

with Nelson on her back. The boy was heavily asleep on his 

mother’s back. Grace immediately carried the little one down 

and asked, “Is Nelson okay?” 

“It’s just the common cold, not a big problem,” said Kyla Corbyn as she forced out a smile. 

Grace looked at the exhaustion on her face and could not 

help saying, “You look tired. Do you want to go and have a rest? The restaurant is empty now anyway!” 

Kyla Corbyn shook her head. “I’m alright. I’m just worried about Nelson. I’m scared that he doesn’t know how to express his discomfort. After all, some things are harder to express through sign language than speaking. Plus, he’s still young and does not know much sign language. I just hope he doesn’t get sick again before he gets a cochlear implant.” 

Grace looked at Nelson who was fast asleep. “Will he get a 

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cochlear implant in two months?” 

“Yes.” With that, Kyla Corbyn finally smiled a little. “Although 

it’s a cheaper model, he can hear things and learn to speak after having the implant. I’ll get him a better one when I get rich in the future. This is pretty much what the rest of my life. will be, but I do hope that he can live a good life.”