My gorgeous wife is an ex-convict (Grace)
Chapter 920

Chapter 920

Chapter 920

Jason was topless with a towel around his waist. His hair was wet and dripping

with water.

Seeing Grace in the room, he smiled.

“You’re here.”

“Yes.” She looked away uncomfortably.

“What’s the matter? Are you embarrassed?” He came up to her.

“Aren’t you going to help me dry my hair? I remember the first time you took me to

your rental house that you offered to dry

my hair when I came out of the shower,

Sis.”

“You’re a little too tall for me to dry your

hair. Why don’t you-‘

Before she could finish, he bent down.

“Can you do it now?”

His sudden approach startled her, and when she turned her head, her eyes met

his.

His eyes seemed to have some kind of

magic that one could not help looking at.

Then, he put a dry towel in her hands. “I like it when you help me to dry my hair.”

Grace held the towel almost stiffly. She

put it over his head and began drying his

wet hair.

The towel managed to block his eyes, giving her a sense of relief.

Not only did she help him dry his wet hair

many times when they were living in the rental house, but she had also done the

same when she lived in Reed Residence.

However, she was now doing the familiar

action in a completely different mood.

After drying his wet hair, Jason ran his fingers through his bangs. “My hair

seems to have grown a bit. Why don’t

you trim it for me?”

“You can get a professional hairstylist to

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cut your hair. I don’t know how to cut it.” She rejected almost subconsciously.

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“Don’t you hate liars the most, Sis? When we were in the rental house, didn’t you trim my hair?” Jason

said with a smirk.

Grace was shocked. ‘Is he planning to do all the things we’ve done in the rental

house?’

Now she wished she had not done so

many things with him in the rental house

“We don’t have the tools here.” She had

to find another excuse.

Grace was speechless when he asked his servant to bring him a complete set of

hands. It was about to stab Jason’s neck, but two of his fingers caught it.

“What’s the matter? Are you trying to kill me, Sis?” asked Jason as he looked at

Grace in the mirror in front of him.

“I’m… sorry. I zoned out,” she said.