Chapter 132 What Is Between Us

Book:Billionaire's Pampered Wife Published:2024-5-1

Stella Grace’s back stiffened, and she braced herself.
Jasper Milton realized that was inappropriate. He let go of her hand and looked at her expressionlessly. There was no warmth in his voice. “Which station are you heading to?”
Stella lowered her head and clenched her fists to calm herself down. She replied, “A City.”
“It will take more than five hours to get to A City. Come with me. I have something to ask you.” he said in a commanding voice, leaving no room for her to refuse.
If Jasper had not fought his way into her life,
perhaps she would not have fallen in love with him.
Several times, she wanted to leave him.
Now she was completely in love with him, but he did not remember what had happened between them.
Stella walked toward her coach.
He followed her.
He saw that all the seats were occupied. “Didn’t you say that you have a seat?”
Stella went to get her suitcase, but she couldn’t reach it.
He reached out and took it for her.
She explained, “There are so many people here. Obviously someone will take my seat after I leave.”
He didn’t really believe what she said. “Oh, really?”
If someone had taken her seat, that person would have returned it when she came back.
Greg Miles looked at Stella, then at Jasper. He stood up, and said, “What’s wrong? Do you need help?”
She shook her head. “Thank you.”
She walked away.
Jasper Milton led her to his coach.
If she hadn’t seen it with her own eyes, she would have thought that the train only had sleeping accommodations, seats, and standing tickets.
But here, there was a big bed, a table, a coffee pot, some fruits, a computer, and a sofa.
He pointed to the sofa. “Sit down.”
Stella complied.
He sat in front of her. “I heard from Mina that I trusted you very much. You participated in this operation and are a very important part of the team. How did we meet before?”
She looked him straight in t he eye. “You needed an obstetrician for a mission. So I joined as a doctor. We met once for duty. Lieutenant Johnson who is working with you should be able to prove it.”
Jasper was suspicious. “Lieutenant Johnson? Is he one of my men?”
Stella suddenly remembered something.
Frederick Addington had said that Jasper only remembered events from before his girlfriend’s death.
At that time, Lieutenant Johnson had yet to be promoted.
Lieutenant Johnson wasn’t working with him yet.
It seemed that he had been secretly transferred.
It was most likely Jasper’s father, Steven Milton, who arranged the transfer.
Her severed little finger was tingling, she covered it with her left hand. She said softly, “I am not close to him, and I did not keep in touch with him. So, I don’t know his name, and I don’t know if he is one of your subordinates.”
He frowned. “What’s wrong with your little finger?” he asked, suspicion flashing in his eyes.
“It got chopped off when I got kidnapped,” Stella said softly.
“My little finger is gone too. Does it have anything to do with you?” Jasper asked.
Stella gave him a small smile.
She was a little angry, a little sad, and a little desperate. She also felt regretful.
However, she could not blame him.
Jasper had loved her deeply and almost sacrificed his own life to protect her several times.
No one could have predicted he would lose his memory.
If Jasper died, she would kill herself without hesitation. She would not be afraid, as she wanted to stay by his side.
However, he was still alive. He just forgot about her.
Even if she died, she could not find him.
She could only let go of him.
“Not really. Maybe severing fingers are what kidnappers do,” Stella said flippantly.
“I checked it out. The operation involves the murder case in Tavers Village. Do you know about this?” Jasper continued to ask.
“The whole incident started with the murder case of Billy Cher, the State Mayor. Someone suspected that he was killed by you. In order to prove yourself innocent, you went to Tavers Village to investigate the case. You found out that Timmy Nine was the murderer, he was the son of the village chief. I think you should have all the details in your emails,” Stella said.
Jasper sensed that things were not so simple. “We should be pretty close, yet you treat me very coldly.”
Stella replied, “It is normal for me to treat people coldly. You should know that I’m divorced, and my mom has mental illness. Given all that, do you expect me to be optimistic?”
Jasper’s gaze intensified.
“I want your involvement in this case. Is that okay?” he requested.
“No. At first, I replaced you as leader when you lost your memory. Now that you’re back, it’s time for me to leave,” Stella explained rationally.
It had been half a year, and she was very clear about her abilities.
Jasper had Mina Hadley, so he didn’t need her.
She also didn’t want to stay in contact with him.
She had to forget about him.
She felt that it was better to die than to live. She was afraid that one day, she would become the next Celine Grace.
“If you need anything, you can approach Mina to find me,” Jasper said crassly. Then he turned around and worked on his computer.
She did not look at him, but closed her eyes.
He did not give her his phone number, which meant that he wanted to get out of her life completely.
Just like that, if she chose to let go, she must not hesitate anymore.
Yesterday, she didn’t sleep. Just now, she only slept a little.
Now, she was out in seconds.
Someone woke her up.
Stella Grace opened her eyes and she realized that she had slept on Jasper Milton’s bed.
“It’s only ten minutes away,” Jasper informed her.
She got up, walked into the bathroom, washed her face and came back.
She nodded to him and said, “Thank you, Chief.”
“Do you need me to call someone to send you back?” he offered.
“No thanks. My friend is coming to pick me up. Once again, thank you. I wish you success in all future endeavors and a happy and healthy life.” Stella said what she wanted to say. Then she turned around and left with her luggage. She came to the entrance and looked at the scenery outside.
She hadn’t returned to A City for a long time. Compared with Sun City, this place was more cordial.
Her lips curled in the ghost of a smile.
If she were to die, she would rather do it in her hometown.