What did he mean by put him to sleep and run away? It sounded too ambiguous but it also hinted at her little secret. Stella grew increasingly nervous. She tried to break free to no avail. "Your assistant told me you haven't been sleeping well for a long time, so I didn't want to disturb you. Then something popped up so I had no choice but to leave before you woke up," she explained. Jasper Milton cupped her face and turned her to face him. He was boiling with anger, his eyes were burning, even the breath left on her face was hot. "Stop giving excuses. All you did was put me to sleep. You did nothing." "Well, I wanted to do something, but you were sleeping soundly." Stella tried to break free from his hand. She failed and he pulled her closer. "What are you trying to do to me?" Stella pushed her hands against his chest and raised her voice. "Treat you, of course. What else would I do to you?" Jasper pursed his lips and looked int
He was overpowering, just like she remembered. Domineering and harsh, she could not turn him down nor could she break free from him. She simply didn't have the strength. She did not want to go back to the past. She was in despair, every single day. Stella pressed her lips together tightly, guarding it from his tongue. The more she resisted, the more he wanted to conquer her. Jasper kissed even more passionately. His big palms slid under her skirt. Stella could feel nothing but immense fear. She could not make a sound. Her lips was pressed shut. There was no way she could break free from him. Why did he insist on making her fall in love with him again? He lost his memory and completely forgot her. She loved him deeply, but she could only see him falling deeply in love with other women. She had become the target of public criticism, but he just let her go so easily, by forgetting about her. If Frederick
Stella Grace got so angry, she couldn't utter a word. He had treated her like a prostitute! What was she going to do? What could she do? Sue him? She couldn't bring herself to do that. She couldn't ruin his reputation, upset him, or harm him in any way. Moreover, he had already forgotten about her. He only cared about Bettany Hadley now. Stella felt her face warming up and she realized she was tearing up again. She wiped away her tears and looked Jasper in the eye. There was no emotion in them. "Why are you crying?" Jasper finally asked with a frown. The more Stella thought about it, the angrier she got. She smacked him with a pillow again. He caught it calmly and put it away then looked her in her red eyes. "Forget about it, Jasper. There are things that you shouldn't be involved in. Don't get yourself into any trouble. You, Jasper Milton, are a big shot. You could be a top dog one day, that's what
He kept pushing her limits. Stella Grace forced herself to calm down. "Sorry, I'm not short of money, and I don't sell myself. I have a decent job, and I don't want to be anyone's mistress." "Miss Grace, your friend, Eli Wayne is still serving in the military. She might be a spy, who knows?" Renault Leves said with a devious smile. His words implied that they could easily take Eli's life or even bring her whole family down. Since when did Jasper become like this? He was not the Jasper Milton she used to know anymore. What exactly had he gone through in the past three years? She clenched her fists tightly. The veins on the back of her hand popped. Even her gums were shaking. "Miss Grace, calm down. Mr Miton is a nice person. He does not look for a woman simply to cater to his carnal needs," Renault said. What did he mean by "carnal needs" ? It clearly implied he did it. "That's right. Jasper is already thirty-three years old. I
She understood now. Jasper Milton had no interest in her, but only in the past that she knew. He was probing, observing and scrutinizing her. Her heart felt like someone just stabbed a knife through it. His parents didn't want him to know about his past because they were afraid that he would find her and ruin his future. She didn't want him to know about his past because she didn't want to be a stumbling block to him. Their attempts to protect him had instead turned him cold-blooded. "I don't want to," Stella said. She was annoyed, so she turned her head away from him. Jasper grabbed her into his embrace and said, "I'll bathe you then." Stella struggled against him but his arms were like iron pliers. His hot breath fell on her cold face. She realized her efforts were futile and decided to give up. She sighed. "I'll do it myself." "Choose any room. This is your home now. I'll come whenever I'm free. I'm usual
Stella Grace recalled that it wasn't the safe window period yet as she saw him getting more and more excited. She pressed against his chest and said, "Don't finish in there." Jasper Milton looked at her pink cheeks, and felt that it was about time. He kept till the last ounce to his sanity, lowered his head and kissed her on the lips. Then he pulled out. Stella felt a burning sensation in her abdomen. She could feel Jasper's breath. Her breathing too, was a little shallow but quick. She calmed down slowly. Jasper smirked but it could barely be seen if one did not pay attention to it. "Well, looks like your body betrayed you? Aren't you one of those women who turn people down but actually want it deep down?" Stella didn't like how he described her. He seemed to be mocking her. She smiled as well, but her eyes were calm. "Have you ever heard that in the face of an unbeatable opponent, it's better to enjoy it than to resist it?" "So,
"Eli, he might ask you about his past. Just pretend that you don't know anything, understand?" Stella Grace instructed. Eli Wayne did not believe it. "Will he ask about that? No way!" "It'll be good if he didn't. But what if? So remember to just pretend," Stella reminded her again. "Okay. They're going to confiscate my phone now," Eli said. She hung up and handed her phone to Jasper Milton's service personnel. She was led to Jasper's office. Jasper was behind his desk, staring into blank space, as though deep in thought. "Chief, Dr. Wayne is here," Lieutenant Shine reported. Jasper picked himself up. "Let her in." Lieutnant Shine pushed the door open. Puzzled, Eli walked in. Jasper had his poker face on, he was inscrutable. "Have a seat." Just those three words were domineering enough.. Eli sat, she lowered her head as she faced Jasper. Jasper got straight to the point. "Take it easy. I just want to ask you a
Eli Wayne noticed the strange look on Stella's face. "What's wrong?" Stella muted her phone and kept it in her bag. "It's okay. There's nothing to be worried about." "Hmm okay. You should help me screen through all the men there later. You're an expert in psychology now. I'll put myself in your hands," Eli said happily. Eli continued telling Stella stories but she wasn't paying attention. She was lost in her own thoughts. Jasper Milton had asked Eli about their past. Based on how well she knew Eli and her reaction just now, she suspected Eli had told him everything and even exaggerated some things. She knew Eli had good intentions but she always got into trouble for that. Stella had gotten used to it. She made a wild guess. Jasper must have known she lied to him and that's why he had asked to have dinner with her. Her heart sank just thinking about it. Maybe it was better not to go, give her some time to herself. "I actually