My gorgeous wife is an ex-convict (Grace) novel Chapter 3698

Chapter 3698 

“Then why bother picking up the clothes?” he asked again. “If they’re dirty, just throw them away. Why bother washing them?” 

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“The clothes are just dirty. They can be washed clean,” she said. “It would be a shame to just throw them away like that.” 

“A shame?” He sneered. “It’s just a piece of clothing. What’s there to be ashamed of?” 

She paused. Yes, how could she forget that he was Mason from the Reed family? Even if this piece of clothing was expensive, it was just an ordinary piece of clothing to him. He 

could easily have as many new ones as he wanted. 

But she still picked up the clothes and even squeezed out several hundred dollars from her meager living expenses to dry clean it, just because… it was his clothes, and he had 

protected her while wearing it, so it got dirty. 

Did he know how he looked when he shielded her from the 

pasta that was thrown at her? It made her feel like she was 

back in the past, when they were still together and he always 

protected her like that. 

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“So… this piece of clothing…” she asked hesitantly. 

“Just throw it away, but it’s not just garbage,” he said. 

She felt that the clothes in her hand became particularly 

heavy. 

Garbage… was it just garbage to him? 

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But after receiving this piece of clothing, she gently stroked it over and over again, as if she was reminiscing about the past. 

“I’m sorry,” she said, putting the clothes back in her bag and turning to leave. 

“Why not throw it away?” His voice suddenly sounded in her 

ear. 

She bit her lip. How could she bear to throw away his clothes? 

But facing him, she couldn’t say those words. 

She lowered her head, unconsciously gripping the handle of her bag tightly, standing there silently. 

He looked at her, and suddenly a wordless anger filled his chest. He thought of the day he saw her backstage, standing silently as another woman scolded her. 

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In just a few years, it seemed to have worn away all the edges and corners on her, making her so quiet and silent. 

“What, are you only capable of silence? Veronica, when did you become like this?” Mason asked. 

She seemed even more at a loss… Yes, when did she become 

increasingly quiet and reserved? 

It was as if since he left her and she moved out of the Barlow