My gorgeous wife is an ex-convict (Grace) novel Chapter 3502

Chapter 3502 

Veronica freshened up, changed her clothes, and walked downstairs, only to find Mason sitting alone at the dining table. 

“Where are the others?” she asked. 

“They’ve already had breakfast,” he replied. 

“Sorry, I overslept,” she said. 

“The Reed family here, everyone has different breakfast 

times,” Mason said. “What does Veronica want to eat?” 

“Just the same as you,” Veronica replied. 

Mason then had the servant bring a breakfast that was the 

same as his. 

Veronica sat down quietly and ate, while Mason sat next to her, silently watching her. 

Even though she had her head down, she could still feel his 

gaze. 

It made her heart race! 

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She couldn’t help but tighten her grip on the utensils in her hand, suddenly looked up and said to Mason, “Mason, can 

you…” 

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“What?” he asked in return. 

Their eyes met, and her heart seemed to race even faster, beating more intensely! 

“It’s nothing!” She bit her lip and lowered her head to continue eating breakfast in front of her. 

What’s wrong with her? She wanted to tell him not to stare 

at her like that, but when she met his gaze, she became flustered! 

She never used to be like this! 

After finishing breakfast, Mason suddenly said, “Oh, 

Veronica…” 

“Hmm?” She looked up and unexpectedly saw him leaning 

towards her, his handsome face getting closer and closer. 

She instinctively leaned back, trying to create some distance 

between them, but leaned back too far and lost her balance, 

almost falling backwards! 

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“Ah!” she exclaimed in surprise. 

In the next moment, a strong arm had already wrapped 

around her waist, stabilizing her body and preventing her from falling to the ground. 

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“Veronica, don’t move,” Mason’s voice sounded low in her ear. 

“Okay,” she replied softly, his breath brushing against her cheek and making her face flush. “You, you can move your hand away now. You don’t have to keep holding me like this.” 

After a moment, his hand finally moved away from her waist. 

She breathed a sigh of relief, but then he took out a necklace 

from his pocket. “I cleaned this necklace. Do you still want it, 

Veronica?” 

After a moment, his hand finally moved away from her waist. 

She breathed a sigh of relief, but then he took out a necklace 

from his pocket. “I cleaned this necklace. Does Veronica still 

want it?” 

“This is…” Veronica looked at the necklace in Mason’s hand, 

and it was none other than the one that had caused her to 

injure the kidnapper and the same one he had given her as a gift.