My Gorgeous Wife is an Ex-Convict!

Chapter 106

Jeremy, his wife, and Grace’s uncles suddenly became flustered. Seeing that the police were about to

enter the room where “business” had been conducted, Jeremy shouted immediately, “Why are you

barging into my place? Are the… are the police allowed to break into my house?”

He and his wife wanted to rush forward, but they were

stopped by someone.

At this time, some people found that the door of that room

was locked.

At the same time, another car arrived at the door of Jeremy’s house. A tall figure got out of the vehicle

and walked into the yard. A policeman swiftly went to the man’s side and briefed

him on the situation.

“One of the doors is locked. It’s possible that someone is inside.”

As he spoke, the policeman led the man to the locked door.

Jeremy and his wife, as well as Grace’s uncles, were looking desperately for any kind of excuse to not

open the door.

Jason stared at the door and said coldly, “Break it open.”

Immediately, someone took an axe and directly chopped the

door down.

“You can’t enter! You are trespassing in this house! I will sue

you!” However, no matter how loud Jeremy shouted, it was of

no use. The moment the door opened, Jason rushed into the

room.

Just as the others were about to rush in, a roar suddenly came

from inside. “No one can come in!”

Suddenly, the footsteps of the people who had been about to

rush in stopped in an instant.

Jason’s eyes were blood-red as he stared at the scene in front

of him. The clothes on Grace’s body had been torn off. She

was cowering in a corner, being beaten and kicked by a man who was still smiling.

Her delicate body was curled like a shrimp, and she was holding a broken piece of mirror in her hand,

but at this point, she didn’t have the strength to fight back.

The only thing she could do was keep herself from fainting. She could only try to stay conscious under

the constant barrage of pain.

Fresh, dark red blood continuously dripped down from her

palm to the light-colored sheets, making it look as if poppies

were blooming.

But the man beating her was still mumbling, “My dad said that if a woman is not obedient, I need to

beat her! If I beat her, she will be obedient. So I want to beat you, beat you, beat

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The next moment, Jason directly rushed forward and pulled the man away from Grace. He then pushed

him to the ground and stepped on him.

His Grace had been beaten by the fool. A hint of murderous intent flashed in his pitch-black pupils.

There was a sharp pain in the chest of Miller the fool as he was stepped on. He wanted to get up but

he couldn’t move. Even if he was stupid, he still had an instinctive sense of crisis. He only felt that the

person who was stepping on him was terrifying, like a God of Death who was going to take his life.

Jason’s eyes were scarlet and the killing intent in them was getting stronger and stronger.

All of a sudden, the sound of breathing came into his ears, shaking him awake from that state.

Grace!

He directly kicked Miller the fool out of the room, then he

looked at Grace curled up in the corner.

At this moment, her body seemed to be soft, her cheeks.

abnormally red, and there was blood around the corners of her mouth. Her almond-shaped eyes, which

had originally been warm, now seemed to have no focus at all. No one knew what she was looking at.

Just like a weak little animal, she was still struggling desperately, wanting to protect herself.