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I clenched onto my bag tightly as I hurried out of the corridor. As I was rushing, I didn't see where I was going and ended up bumping into someone accidentally. The man held me by my shoulders. Then, I heard him saying in an euphonious voice, "I'm sorry. Are you okay?" "I-I'm fine…" Tempted to curl myself up into my coat, I kept my head down. "You don't look like you're okay. Do you need help?" he probed again. I lifted my head and took a glance at the man with a pleasant-sounding voice. The man had the bearing of an elite businessman. He was in a black, smart-looking suit, and he had buttoned his shirt all the way up to his neck. Even his hair was meticulously styled. "Why are the both of you tugging at one another? What are you doing?" Tyler yelled out at me from the other end of the corridor after he dashed out after me. He stormed over. His shiny leather shoes against the red carpet appeared heavy and solemn, giving him an air of superiority. He jeered, "I see
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Southhope City was a place with beautiful scenery and a pleasant culture. Nevertheless, no matter how picturesque a place was, it could not cure the pain of being broke. Thanks to a friend's recommendation, I found a job as a model. First thing the next morning, I stood at the door to an artist's studio. To my surprise, the artist did not look like the image of a typical artist I had in my mind. The pale-looking Matthias Finley had black-framed glasses perched on his nose and wore a casual cotton shirt and pants that gave him the bearing of a stoic man. Even though he had the same face as the elite businessman who saved me from my predicament in the corridor, he carried a completely different air as the man the other day. After staring at me for a long while, he uttered courteously, "You have stunning eyes." Perhaps an artists' way of thinking was different from an average person. Uttering a compliment came so naturally to him. With a smile on my face, I said, "How coul
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I couldn't be sure if it was because I finally met someone to talk with, or if it was because I had kept my feelings suppressed for too long.I found myself opening up completely even to the man whom I had only met two times. Our conversation around the dinner table extended to the car. Because I had something to drink, I started to lose control over my emotions. I berated Tyler at the top of my lungs, calling him every name I could think of and insulting everyone in his family. As I admonished him, I ended up in tears. While I was in daze, I felt like someone had carried me out of the car. In the middle of the night, an ear-piercing ringing tone blasted in the room. Dazedly, I felt around for my phone. Someone swiped to answer the call for me, then stuffed my phone in my hand. "Hey." Just as I was about to answer, my voice became muffled as a kiss on my lips took me by surprise. This assertive and domineering kiss made me feel like I could not push him away. Meanwhile
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Tyler's friend urged, "Ty, if you have no other choice, just apologize. She has been running this clubhouse for quite a few years. "The fact that she could bear to trash it shows that she's really been hurt this time…" "I've taught a lesson to the man who told her to strip the other day. What else does she want me to do?" All of a sudden, Tyler flew into a rage. "I have been respectful enough to her. It's up to her if she wants to come back. "I can own as many clubhouses as I want. Without Jasmine, there are many other women who would throw themselves at me. Not having her around makes no difference." "Fine, it's no difference. But you'd better stop requesting those other women to put on thick makeup and tight dresses. "It's obvious that they want to present an image of purity and innocence. Yet, you're forcing them to change. I can't believe you even showed them Jasmine's photo so that they could learn from her. That's such a drag…" Tyler's face turned darker and darker
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When I woke up the next morning, I stared blankly at the unfamiliar room. A knock on the door interrupted my thoughts. "Come have breakfast if you're awake," Matthias urged from the other side of the door. It was obvious that he was unusually chirpy. After washing up, I sat down at the dining table. The fragrance of hot pockets and chips wafted into the living room. This was the first time someone actually displayed such an accurate understanding of my food preferences. I always liked to have Allisean-style breakfasts while Tyler preferred Wellish-style bacon and cheese. When we first got together, I would make both types of breakfast. With time, I ended up accommodating him and having Wellish-style breakfasts with him. Before I could even ask, Matthias handed a plate of food to me. This was my first time enjoying the feeling of being attended to. Because of the kiss last night, it felt a little awkward to face him. He looked quite indifferent, though. He fixed hi
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I was taken aback momentarily, staring at Matthias in disbelief. He blushed. Subconsciously, he interlocked his fingers as he stared at me through those misty eyes of his. He gulped nervously. "What kind of a person do you think I am? I'm not an easy woman. Let's just say that the kiss last night was a drunken mistake," I said awkwardly as I clenched my fists around the tablecloth under the table. Matthias tensed up when he heard my rejection. "No, no. It wasn't a mistake. It was a calculated move on my part. "I'm seeing you as someone I have feelings for." He let out a long exhale, as if a burden were lifted off his shoulders. "Do you really not remember me, Jazzy?" The nickname "Jazzy" called forth memories from my youth. In my memory, there was a chubby boy who loved addressing me as such but refused to allow others to use the same nickname. The image of his face gradually overlapped with this handsome man before my eyes. Matthias pulled out a photo from his wallet.
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"I won't treat you like that." Matthias lifted his hand and stroked my head to comfort me. "What do you mean?" "I won't disrespect you, look down on you, or humiliate you. I won't deny our relationship in front of others, and I won't make you cry…"My feelings for you have never changed." Matthias lowered his head as he looked at me. I lifted my head and looked into his eyes. I was all he saw. He leaned in closer to me until the tips of our noses were touching. I still wasn't able to accept him kissing me while I was clear-headed. I turned my head to the side. Matthias let out a soft chuckle. "That's alright. I'll wait for you. I'll wait till you move on from your past and decide to accept me." He let go of me and took a step back. Then, he turned around and entered the kitchen. Watching his slightly downcast figure from behind, I felt like my heart was tight. The tightness in my chest was indescribable. Of all times, why did someone like him show up when my heart
Healing A Broken Heart Chapter 12
After gathering my composure, I went out in slippers. The end of spring in Southhope City saw bougainvilleas blooming on the side of the streets. When the breeze blew, bougainvilleas drifted along before scattering all over the surface of the lake, creating ripples in the water. I spaced out as I sat on a bench in the park. Then, I spotted an elderly woman selling flowers. "Hello, Miss. Would you like some flowers?" "No, there's no one I'd give them to." I tilted my head and took a glance at the elderly woman's flowers. Their colors were beautiful. To the general public, fresh flowers signified love. Meanwhile, I did not have any feelings of love left within me for anyone else. The elderly woman grinned and suggested, "You can give them to yourself. Don't you deserve to receive a bouquet of flowers too?" Thereafter, she sat down by my side. As humans, we were often unable to open up to people around us. Yet, we would be willing to have a heart-to-heart talk with s
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Tyler's Point of ViewDuring these recent years in Burgton, I thought that I wouldn't think of her as long as I stayed away from her. But Jasmine's advertisements always appeared at malls when I least expected them. She was someone I could no longer meet. Yet, I saw her everywhere I went. Just like a phantom, she reminded me of the sins I once committed. In the advertisements, she looked even more stunning than before. The days of having makeup with bright red lipstick and excessive eyeshadow were far behind her. Instead, she would have a clean appearance and a pure look in her eyes in the advertisements. She did not need to be intentional in looking alluring in order to make me stop in my tracks. Clearly, this was the real her. Undoubtedly, I loved her like this too. One day, before I even realized it, I walked into a florist and picked up a bouquet of roses. As I stood in front of a display cupboard that had a poster of Jasmine on it, a young boy said to me in a coquet
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After Matthias and I got married, we returned to Burgton City. I resumed my career as a model and even opened a modeling agency to help new models who dreamt of excelling in this industry. Occasionally, we would also be asked to star in some pretty notable advertisements. However, we would also receive rather significant amounts of investments that came from a personal bank account from time to time. I wasn't planning on returning that money either. Since they had transferred the money to me, I might as well keep it so that I could give the new models under my company a raise. Matthias often flew overseas to participate in art exhibitions. Because of his charming looks and the women in his portraits, he would often encounter reporters who probed about his relationship status at the end of interviews. At times like this, he would raise his hand with his ring in front of the cameras. Unable to hide the grin from his face, he would then say, "This is the ring that my wife
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Tyler watched as Matthias and I left. Then, he got to his feet slowly, wiped the blood from his nose, and staggered out of the venue like a dog that had been abandoned by its owner. At the entrance to the hall, he noticed the photo of Matthias and I, which we had put up for our guests. My smile in the photo was exceptionally bright. He ran his finger across the photo of me, thinking about how long it had been since he last saw me smile like that. It seemed like the last time he saw me with a smile like that was when we were two to three years into our relationship. In our relationship, he was always on his high horse. The only times when he would yield, which only happened occasionally, were when we had our greatest fights. Even so, he would always have the upper hand. And that was only because I loved him.Tyler couldn't understand how I was able to stop loving him just like that. Everything was a blur to him as he drove himself to August Club. Before he came over to
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I knew it. Tyler would never change. He was always high up on his pedestal, looking down on me. He was about to continue blabbering when Matthias rushed down from the stage and punched him in the face. This was my first time seeing Matthias out of control. Even when people on the internet commented that normal people couldn't comprehend his art, he would just smile and move on. He never got mad at others. This time, however, neither did he hold himself back nor did he maintain his gentlemanly outlook. "When will you ever learn to respect Jazzy? Let me say it again—she is not a possession of yours. Watch what you say with that mouth of yours. "The unluckiest thing that ever happened to Jazzy was meeting you." Because of how worn out he had been in recent days, Tyler did not stand a chance against Matthias. Matthias was crushing him single-handedly. Even when Tyler's face had swelled up from the beating, the security guards outside the venue were too afraid to come forwar
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I held tightly onto Matthias' hand. "Just leave, Tyler. You said you want to send the video of me to Matthias? Go ahead." With his eyes fully reddened, Tyler growled, "Did you really think that I would send the video to someone else?" I looked toward him. "Weren't you the one who said that you would?" "That was because I had no other choice. What should I do for you to return to me?" Tyler was choking up by now."I am a married woman now." I picked Matthias' hand up. On his finger was the ring we had just exchanged earlier. It glistened under the light. "Did you think that he wouldn't actually mind that you were once with me for nine years?" Tyler started to run his mouth. "Who wouldn't want to marry a pure and innocent woman? If he truly loved you, why didn't he come back to look for you after being overseas for so many years? "Why did he happen to show up when you and I were having a fight? "How innocent do you think Matthias is? He and I are both men. Of cours
Healing A Broken Heart Chapter 19
No matter how powerful Tyler might be in Burgton City, he had to put in quite a bit of effort to locate me within Southhope City. On the day of my wedding, I wore a white wedding dress and a princess tiara. Hand in hand with Matthias, we toasted with our guests. While I was chatting with the guests, I received a call from Tyler. I switched our call to a video call and pulled Matthias in front of the camera. "Apologies, Mr. Freeman. We're getting married right now. "You don't have to be here, but don't forget our wedding gifts." All color drained from Tyler's face immediately. His gaze traveled from my veil to my wedding gown. Finally, he looked at my hand, which was in Matthias' grip. The sizable diamond on my ring blinded him. "Jasmine, you can't marry him. If you do, I will send your video to Matthias—" "What video are you talking about?" "Do you remember my friend saying that he saw a video of you? It's right in my phone. You'd better not marry him. "Wait for me.
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Tyler wanted to destroy that painting. He charged forward. When his fists touched the glass in front of the painting, he was apprehended by the security personnel, who escorted him out thereafter. Once an elegant man, Tyler struggled and freed himself from the security guards' grasp awkwardly. With his eyes looking red, he scrolled through the call history on his phone. Yet, he failed to find the number he wanted to look for no matter how long he scrolled. He knew that number, but it was so vague in his memory. Throughout the past nine years, he never memorized my number. Ben's name popped up on the screen. Ben was his personal assistant. He was the one who communicated with me about visiting this art exhibition.Eventually, Tyler's racing heart calmed down. He figured that something must have come up for me, which was why I failed to show up. He believed that I would never bear to leave him. "Mr. Freeman, Jasmine is getting married." "W-what? Are you working togethe
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Tyler arrived at the entrance of the art exhibition early, carrying a bouquet of fresh roses in his arms and drawing the attention of many as he stood among the crowd. It was raining cats and dogs outside. He stood out on the porch, glancing subtly toward the end of the street. Three hours later, he ran out of patience. As a staff member watched their guests leave after visiting the exhibition, he finally spoke up. "Sir, would you like to come in to visit the exhibition? We will be closing soon." Deep down, Tyler was rather annoyed. He wasn't interested in art in the first place. He wasn't the type to wait for others either. This was the first time he wanted to see what sort of art I liked. He entered the exhibition with his flowers. The portrait of a woman was hung against a pure, white wall. The woman in the painting had a blue dress on. Her silky hair draped down her shoulders, and while she looked distant, she had a joyful smile. The barefaced and pure-looking woman
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On the day of the art exhibition, Burgton City was storming, while Southhope City was having an unexpected, sunny day. Matthias covered my eyes and mysteriously said that he wanted to take me somewhere. As I held onto his hand, I made my way through the garden based on what I remembered about the place. It wasn't until I caught the whiff of a flowery fragrance that the cloth around my eyes was pulled away. Matthias waited until my eyes had adapted to the brightness before he moved his hands away. The garden was full of prairie flowers dancing along with the breeze like waves. I was completely amazed. A petal from one of the flowers drifted through the air and landed on my palm. Matthias was in a neat, black suit with a red bow tie. He looked at me nervously; his cheeks blushing slightly. He got down on one knee and retrieved letter after letter from his bag. Yellow spots had begun to form on the envelopes. "These are love letters that I wrote for you in high school. I
