My Gorgeous Wife is an Ex-Convict (Grace) novel Chapter 866

Chapter 866 

The domineering yet lingering kiss 

reminded Grace of the kiss she had 

when she was asleep that night. 

‘It feels so similar. 

‘Was it really him… back then? Did he kiss 

me while I was asleep?’ 

He kissed her until she could hardly 

breathe. 

When the kiss was over, she gasped for 

air almost instinctively, but he pressed 

his head against her forehead and 

murmured in a hoarse voice, “Don’t fall in 

love with Chase Harper, alright?” 

Grace was stunned. “Jason, don’t you think you’re being ridiculous?” 

He broke up with her, but now he was asking her not to like other men? 

Jason’s face immediately darkened. 

‘Does she know how I felt when I sat 

here watching these videos of her and Chase Harper in the amusement park 

together?’ 

It was as if jealousy was going to swallow 

him up. 

When he watched her stare at the man 

while smiling at him and even 

volunteering to help the man do his tie, he had felt an invisible knife cutting him. 

The pain was so bad that every breath seemed to be in pain. 

“Must you like him?” There was a note of coolness in his voice. 

Grace immediately trembled. Somehow, she had a feeling that if she said yes, then Jason would really restrain her. 

With his power and status in Emerald City, it was simply too easy for him to 

deal with her! 

Besides… Chase Harper… 

She did not want to involve the honest 

and simple man. 

“No, I don’t like him,” she muttered the 

answer dryly. 

He looked into her eyes as if he was 

examining whether her words were true. 

After a moment, a smile appeared on his lips. “You don’t like him? That’s great.” 

“Can you let me go now, Mr. Reed?” she 

asked. 

‘Let go… His brows furrowed. He did not want to let go of the woman in his arms. 

“Call me ‘Jay’,” he said suddenly. Whether 

she called him Mr. Reed or Jason, it 

sounded so harsh to him. 

She pursed her lips and glared at him. 

“Haven’t you always called me Jason?” 

he asked. 

“That was before. Now that we’ve broken 

up, I shouldn’t call you that anymore,” 

she said. 

“Didn’t you call me Jay before we started 

dating? Sis?” His breath lightly sprayed 

on her face. 

When the word ‘Sis’ escaped his mouth, her breathing stopped. 

Sis, Sis! 

The word once made her feel less lonely, giving her the illusion that she finally had a family. 

“You’re not my brother, are you? I don’t think you need to call me ‘Sis’, Mr. Reed,” 

she said with a bitter smile. 

“You made me call you ‘Sis’. What’s 

the matter? You don’t want to be held 

accountable?” His fingers gently stroked her cheek as he pushed the tangled 

strands of hair on her cheek behind her 

ear. “You can’t just stop being my sis 

whenever you like.”