My gorgeous wife is an ex-convict (Grace) novel Chapter 827

Chapter 827 

She did not want to escape the feeling in her heart. Since she had fallen for him, 

she did not want to miss him. 

Or should she say she did not want to miss him a second time, having already missed him more than three years ago? 

He stared at her, his beautiful black eyes looking as if he wanted to see through 

her. 

“Do you want us to have a real 

relationship?” His voice was slightly 

hoarse. 

She nodded. 

“However, you must know that once 

we’re really dating, you can’t just leave 

me whenever you want anymore. I can 

forgive you for leaving without saying goodbye the last time, but if you leave 

again without saying goodbye, maybe 

I’ll break your legs so that you can’t go 

anywhere,” Hadwin Stephenson said. 

Each word sounded like a final warning 

to her. 

Lina trembled, her teeth leaving a row of 

bite marks on her red lower lip. 

“No, not just leaving without saying 

goodbye… You don’t even have the right 

to break up with me,” said Hadwin 

Stephenson. He simply could not imagine letting her go once he had her heart. 

He would probably not give her a chance to leave him when that happened. He would not let go even if she no longer 

liked him, or even if she hated him. 

Lina looked at Hadwin Stephenson in 

shock, and the bite marks on her red lip became deeper. 

“If you hate me in the future, I won’t 

break up even if you cry and beg me on your knees. So, do you still want to date 

me?” he asked, word by word. 

His clear voice sounded as beautiful as a 

crooning cello. 

However, every word seemed to be so 

heavy. 

Lina discovered that there was a layer of 

cold sweat on her palms. 

Perhaps she had never expected her 

confession to Hadwin Stephenson would 

cause him to say such things. 

It was as if he was warning her that if 

she wanted to run away, she should do it 

now, and if she missed this opportunity, 

she would not have any more in the 

future. 

‘But… Do I want to escape and miss my chance with this man again? Or… Should 

I bet that we’ll never break up? 

‘Should I bet that our love will be smooth 

sailing from here on out?’ 

She had never been one to bet on good 

luck, and she would lose most of her