Chapter 300 – The Scarlet Vengeance: Justice of a Framed Beauty Novel (Grace & Jason)

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Once they were on the second floor and back in her room, Jason finally put Grace down before taking out a change of clothes from her wardrobe.

“I… I’ll do it myself,” she said, blushing.

He was silent for a moment, then handed her the clothes and turned away.

Grace blushed and quickly put on her clothes. She did not notice. that Jason, who had turned away from her, was now clenching his hands tightly in a fist.

The sound of her changing her clothes was a thrill to him at the moment.

Even in the car, he had suppressed the desire to take her, but it did not mean that the desire was gone.

Perhaps it was because of Brian that made him want her more than usual.

It was just that he did not want to frighten her anymore. He did not want her to look at him with panic and fear. He did not want to lose his mind on impulse and hurt her uncontrollably.

Therefore, he was willing to suppress this impulse and desire.

Once Grace was done changing her clothes, Jason turned around.

She had now changed into a long yellow dress, and the torn floral dress was on the ground.

Jason bent down to pick it up and said, “I’ll buy you another dress later.”

“No thanks,” she said hastily. “The dress was meant to be a replacement for the clothes that were splashed by tea anyway. You’ve bought me a lot of clothes. There’s no need to buy another one.”

“Then, I’ll ask the servants to throw away this dress,” he said and was about to call for the servant when she hastily took the dress from his hand.

“…I’ll throw it myself.” The way the dress was torn would be enough for people to make all kinds of a**umptions.

“That works too,” he said, taking her hand again to look at the bruises on her wrists which were already a little lighter than before.

“Let me rub it for you so that the bruises will fade faster,” he said, gently rubbing Grace’s wrists with his finger.

His strength was just nice, and she felt comfortable with him rubbing her wrists.

There was still a faint pain earlier. As he rubbed it, the pain seemed to have disappeared.

“Are you feeling better?” asked Jason.

“Yes, much better,” said Grace.

“Take a break first,” he said, starting to leave the room.

“Jay!” Grace suddenly stopped Jason.

He was stunned and turned around to look at her. The next moment, her hands were around his neck while she rose on tiptoes. She took the initiative to stamp a kiss on his lips.

“You’re the only one who I love and desire for. Therefore, you don’t need to be insecure. I won’t leave you.”

She said this to him, her almond-shaped eyes gentle but also determined.

He stared at her. She… Knew what he was afraid of?

She would not leave him? Did she know what this meant to him?

Jason immediately threw his arms around Grace and kissed her back hard.

“Grace, now that you’ve said it, you mustn’t go back on your words. You mustn’t leave me,” he muttered. It was the strongest attachment.

In the study, the photo of Brian holding Grace in his arms was on the computer screen.

Jason’s eyes were fixed on the photo on the screen. In the end, he did not say anything about it.

He had not asked her why she did not tell him about it that day, why Brian hugged her, and why Brian cried in front of her.

Was he afraid that the answer he would hear from her would be something he did not want to hear?

Jason unconsciously gave a wry smile at the thought. When had he become so timid?

Just like today, when he stepped into the clothing shop and saw Brian holding Grace. His body trembled uncontrollably as he listened to what Brian said.

The last thing he wanted to see was Brian recognizing Grace.

Having known Brian for so many years, he knew how persistent Brian was when it came to matters regarding the girl he was looking for. He was persistent to the point of paranoia!

He was scared because he cared.

“Jason, in the future, the more you care about someone, the timider you become.” In a trance, his father’s voice seemed to ring in his ear.

“Timid?” He had not understood why back then.

“Yes, you’ll become timid and you’ll be afraid of losing it. That’s when you have the so-called weakness,” his father said, stroking his head with his big hand. “However, life is pretty boring if you don’t have anyone to care about.”

“Must we… Have a weakness?” he asked back then.

“I wish you’ll have one, if possible,” his father said, “Just like how your mother is my weakness too, but I’ve willingly made her my weakness. Just being looked at and loved by her gives me a thrill of excitement and joy. I hope someone will give you that feeling someday.”

At that point, his mother had not abandoned his father. Although they were driven out of the Reed family and were living a poor, difficult life outside, the way his father spoke of his mother with a face of enthusiasm and happiness was still vivid in his memories.

This was in sharp contrast to his father’s depression later on and the misery he experienced when he died.

Weaknesses… Could be deadly. When he was young, he learned this lesson from his father.

Therefore, he never wanted to have any weakness.

Someone he cared about… He did not need someone like that!

He thought he would be like this for the rest of his life, but now Grace seemed to have become his weakness.

His emotions seemed to be manipulated by her.

Suddenly, the phone Jason left lying on his desk rang. Jason pressed on the answer button and Terrence’s voice sounded.

“We got it, Young Master Reed. The person who sent the emails to the news media is Evelyn,” said Terrence.

Although Evelyn took the trouble and used a foreign IP address to send the anonymous emails, an expert could easily check it out if they took the trouble to look it up.

Evelyn was still too naive.

“She’s surely a bit of an eyesore. Since she loves the news media so much, let her be thoroughly exposed,” Jason said coldly.

“Yes,” replied Terrence.

From the way Young Master Reed spoke, Young Master Reed was absolutely pissed off this time!

It was unfortunate for Evelyn to get in trouble with Young Master Reed, especially now that Evelyn had broken up with Master Hart. There was no one in Emerald City to protect her now!

Terrence could almost foresee how miserable Evelyn’s fate would

On the other hand, in the studio of Brian’s mansion, Brian was standing in front of his painting of a little girl carrying a little boy down the hill.

He would paint the same thing over and over again, year after year. It was what he remembered the most…

Every year, he painted more and more of the same painting. His painting skills also improved. The little girl in the painting looked more and more like the person he remembered.

Once, his mother had asked him why he kept painting the same picture. Was one painting not enough?

No, it was not enough! It seemed that if he did not paint, he would be less and less capable of painting the person he remembered.

He was afraid that his memory would gradually turn blurry and when the time came, he would not be able to find her!

Was it Grace? It must be her!

When he first saw her, he already thought that she looked so much like what the girl in his memory would grow up to look like. It was just that too many factors clouded his judgment later on.

Today, when he saw Grace wearing a floral dress that was similar to the one in his memory, a voice in his mind rang. ‘It’s her. It must be her!’

She was the only one who had ever affected his mood. Only she would make him want to hold her in his arms and only she would make him regret giving her up to Jason!

“Grace, I’ll find proof that you’re her. Then… I wish you’ll tell me why you deny ever saving me. Is this matter really that trivial to you?” Brian muttered.

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