Chapter 137

“Noooo!” she screamed, struggling arduously against him. Her efforts were useless. Her face flushed red, and the cold air exposed the skin beneath her open hospital gown, raising goosebumps. “Let go of me! Let go of me!”

Panic and frustration overwhelmed her. He, however, remained composed. His long fingers pressed against her wrists. Smiling, he said, “Sister, you can shout louder. There are bodyguards, nurses, and doctors on shift. They might hear you, but…”

He paused, studying her with a burning gaze. “I assure you, no one will come to save you.”

Grace’s body froze. “I know he’s telling the truth. Even if I scream until my throat is sore, no one would dare enter this room. Because this man… is Jason!”

She remained silent as he leaned forward, his lips pressing against her jaw, her neck, then pausing at her collarbone, showering it with tiny kisses.

“Stay by my side. Didn’t you say that on this earth, I care for you and you’ll care for me too? I’m giving you the opportunity now, but why don’t you want it?” he mumbled.

Grace felt a piercing pain in her heart. “Yes, I did say that once, but hearing those words now feels like a mockery.”

She thought, Because you’re not Jay. He’s not the homeless person I thought he was, a fellow sufferer. He’s Jason, the man capable of changing the weather in Emerald City.

He propped himself up slightly, studying her. “I am. If you want me to, I can be like I was then. I can act in a manner you like.”

She smiled wryly. “Even if you acted that way, you’re not Jay.”

“My Jay doesn’t exist anymore. He was a hallucination from start to finish.”

He pursed his thin lips, coldness blooming in his beautiful, amorous eyes. After a moment, he replied, “Are you so repulsed by ‘Jason’? But Sister, have you considered that only I, Jason, in Emerald City, can elevate you, give you a chance to escape your current fate? If not me, who would offend ‘Jason’ for your sake?”

He straightened, gave her a haughty glance, and left the room.

Only then did Grace sit up and fasten the buttons of her hospital gown. She wrapped the covers tightly around her trembling body.

“He didn’t really want me; he just wanted to show me that as long as he wants something, I can’t object! I can’t even refuse him!”

Terrence relayed the investigation results to Jason. “That day, Lina met with her usual companions: family, colleagues, and neighbors. But there was an exception: Zoe.”

“Sean’s sister?” Jason asked, muttering to himself.

“Yes. Lina’s colleagues said that during their fight, Zoe mentioned your name, Mr. Reed,” Terrence continued.

Jason smiled coldly. “So the slip-up was caused by Zoe Stevens.”