Chapter 683 – The Scarlet Vengeance: Justice of a Framed Beauty Novel (Grace & Jason)

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She remembered back when the triplets were still in her belly. She remembered every movement they made.

She thought she only had Jasper, but now she had Mick too.

However, compared to Grace’s excitement, Mick Reed’s expression did not change. It was as if it did not matter to him whether his mother was still alive.

It was as if his mother was only a symbol to him.

“It doesn’t matter even if you leave,” said Mick Reed. Even his tone of voice was very similar to Jason’s.

Grace’s eyes became redder. She had not fulfilled her motherly duties to Mick in these five years. It was normal for her son to be so indifferent to her.

“I have no plans to leave. You’re going to see me every day from now on. Come, call me ‘Mommy’!” Grace said as she wrapped her arms around the little one.

Mick Reed was uncomfortable and wanted to resist. Although he was only five years old, he was rarely hugged. Now, he was being hugged by his mother whom he just met today.

“Didn’t you give me up? Why do you… want me to call you ‘Mommy’?” Mick Reed unconsciously bit on his lower lip with his pearly whites. He did not need a mother. He had been fine without one anyway.

However… was this what a mother’s hug felt like? When he watched cartoons, the little mouse in the cartoon show liked to be hugged by its mother. Each time, he would just wonder what was so good about a hug!

‘I don’t want such a hug!

‘But… Mommy’s hug is so warm! For a moment, Mick Reed hesitated whether to push Grace away.

Grace said quickly, “I never gave you up! Mick, you’re my baby. How could I have possibly given you up?”

As soon as she said that, Jason, who had been sitting on the couch, frowned. Two figures flashed through his mind.

The figures were locked in an embrace.

“Do you want me? If you want me, I’ll give myself to you. I’ll give you everything I have.” It was… his voice!

He was the one speaking!

“I do. Jay, I want you!”

‘Whose voice is that? It’s… It’s Grace’s!’

Jason stared at Grace and put his hand on his temple. His head seemed to be pricked by a sharp needle and waves of pain were spreading.

“Grace, if you want me, then you can’t leave me. Never!”

“No, Jay, I won’t leave you!”

“Grace… Grace…”

He kept calling her name as if it meant more than everything to him…

His head… hurt! Those broken images flitted in his mind he could not get hold of them no matter what.

‘What are these voices and conversations? Are they…

conversations I had with her?’

“Young Master, are you having another headache?” asked Uncle Kwan as he rushed forward after noticing Jason’s condition.

Jason took a deep breath, but what came out of his mouth. were groans. The headache was a little stronger than usual this time.

Grace, who was holding Mick Reed in her arms, also rushed over to Jason and asked nervously, “What’s the matter? Are you feeling unwell?”

Jason’s face was pale with a layer of thin sweat on his forehead. He was frowning while one hand was pressed to his temple. There was a touch of pain in those deep eyes.

“Young Master’s probably suffering from a headache. I’ll ask Dr. Guzman to come over,” the butler said and hurried to make the phone call.

Grace looked at Jason and quickly took out a paper towel to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

However, before her hand touched his forehead, his hand suddenly clasped her.

“What… are you trying to do…” The words came out of his mouth almost with difficulty. Even his voice trembled because of the headache.

“I just want to wipe your sweat off,” said Grace. His fingers were clenching her wrist and it was painful, but she did not show it on her face. “Are you in pain? Stop talking. The more you talk, the more painful it’ll be. Hold on for a moment. You’ll be alright once the doctor comes.”

Her voice was gentle but firm. It was as if… her voice could rea**ure him.

Some broken images seemed to flash across his mind once more.

“Do you have a stomach ache? Jay, wait for me. I’m going to get some medicine and will be back in a minute…” The same voice rang in his ears and put him in a trance.

What was real and what was the past?

He could not help looking at her while in a trance. At this moment, he could see them in a simple rental house. Grace was looking at him worriedly. Then, she ran out of the house at night…

The pain continued… then and also now.

He had no idea how much time pa**ed, but he had a scene in his mind. It was of her coming back. She pushed the door open and ran up to him with the medicine. “Jay, I bought the medicine…”

She came back. She did not leave him…

“Sis…” A groan escaped his mouth.

Grace and Jason both froze when he uttered out that word.

‘How long have I not heard him call me ‘Sis’… Grace stared blankly at the person in front of her. There was a time when he occasionally called her ‘Sis’ in private even when they were dating.

To him, she was not only the one he loved but also his family.

He said calling her ‘Sis’ made him feel less lonely.

Grace lifted her other hand that he was not holding and gently touched the wet hair on his forehead. He slowly put her hand on his forehead. “Jay, I’m here. Lie down for a while. Everything will be alright once the doctor comes.”

He stared at her as if his headache could not compare to the shock in his heart.

Why… did he just call her ‘Sis’? It felt so familiar to him as if he had called it a million times.

“You…” he uttered the word with difficulty as if he wanted to ask her something.

“Alright, stop talking for now. You’re having a headache. You’ll bite your tongue easily if you speak. When your head stops hurting later, I’ll tell you whatever you want to ask. Let go of my hand first. I’ll ma**age you for a little while and maybe you’ll feel better,” said Grace.

His dark eyes looked at her again for a moment. Then, he slowly closed them and released his fingers.

Her wrist, which was being grasped, was finally free.

There was a red mark on her wrist. It would hurt a little when she raised it, but Grace did not care about her wrist. She raised her hands and gently rubbed Jason’s forehead.

Her gestures were gentle but had the right amount of force. As she rubbed his forehead, her body naturally leaned toward him. Her scent seemed to envelop the tip of his nose.

Her scent seemed to soothe his pain, gradually relaxing the frown on his brows.

Seeing that Jason’s face was less pale than before, Grace finally let out a little sigh of relief and turned to look at the two children standing aside.

Mick Reed’s small body seemed to stiffen. His small face was also tense, while his tiny lips were almost pressed into a straight line. There was a touch of worry and fear in his dark eyes.

Jasper stood beside Mick, one hand firmly holding her brother’s hand. Her almond-shaped eyes, similar to Grace’s, curiously looked on.

“Alright, don’t worry. The doctor will be here in a moment,” said

Grace.

However, Mick Reed’s little face was still tense. Grace’s words did not put him at ease.

It was only then that he realized his hand was being grabbed by another tiny hand.

He instinctively wanted to shake the hand off, but the grip was so strong that he failed to do so.

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