Chapter 873
Chapter 873
and said, “What are you doing here?”
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“I came to see you.” As he spoke, he nced at one of the men who was lying on the ground
screaming before looking
at her again. “This man said he’s your
boyfriend. Is he your boyfriend?”
There was a sense of danger in his deep
voice.
“I told you, I don’t know them. How can this person be my boyfriend?”
Jason smiled. “Right. That question was
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unnecessary.”
With that, he went to the man lying on the ground and put a foot on the man’s
chest, causing him to cry out loudly.
“There are things you shouldn’t say. Her boyfriend? You’re not good enough!” His
cold voice carried a bloodthirsty tone.
The man almost fainted from the pain. He shouted with all his strength, “I… I’m not, I’m not. It’s just a
joke. I’m not her boyfriend!”
Grace stared nkly at Jason. The way he looked reminded her of how he had saved her on their first
meeting.
He was just as ruthless then as he was
now.
However, he did not seem to care about
anything back then, not even his own life
or death.
Now, he cared about a joke. It was as if
it was intolerable for him when someone
joked that he was her boyfriend.
When the man had no more strength to
shout, Jason said to his men, “Go and
find out what’s going on.”
“Yes,” his men answered, quickly taking
the two men away.
Jason walked back to Grace. “Did they hurt you?”
“No.” She shook her head.
He saw a few red scratches on the back of her hand. He then took her hand, asking, “Did they do
this?”
She squirmed her hand uneasily, trying to pull it back. “It’s just a few scratches. It’s nothing serious.”
She suddenly stiffened when he lowered his head and his lips touched the red scratches on the back of
her hand.
His lips kissed the red marks again and again. Even a few red marks made him
feel distressed.
Grace felt the back of her hand where he
had kissed her burning.
anything back then, not even his own life or death.
Now, he cared about a joke. It was as if
it was intolerable for him when someone
joked that he was her boyfriend.
When the man had no more strength to
shout, Jason said to his men, “Go and
find out what’s going on.”
“Yes,” his men answered, quickly taking
the two men away.
Jason walked back to Grace. “Did they hurt you?”
“No.” She shook her head.
He saw a few red scratches on the back
of her hand. He then took her hand, asking, “Did they do this?”
She squirmed her hand uneasily, trying to pull it back. “It’s just a few scratches. It’s nothing serious.”
She suddenly stiffened when he lowered his head and his lips touched the red
scratches on the back of her hand.
His lips kissed the red marks again and again. Even a few red marks made him
feel distressed.
Grace felt the back of her hand where he
had kissed her burning.
“You always make me worry. You’re always so vulnerable,” he muttered, his deep and cold voice
making her shudder before she gradually calmed down.
She and he should never have been so close. Even if he had saved her today… “Mr. Reed, thank you
for saving me today. I’m going home now.”