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 into her deep eyes, as if he was trying to see into her mind.
He didn’t say a word. Stella felt even more guilty, as if he had seen through her.
She lowered her head, trying to hide her eyes.
“Look at me,” Jasper commanded.
Stella felt that if she avoided him, it would mean she gave in to him.
She stared straight into Jasper’s eyes, full of anger.
“You admitted that we were intimate, didn’t you?”Jasper asked.
Stella didn’t expect him to bring this up. Just like that, all her defenses crumbled.
She could not deny it. “What are you trying to say?”
Jasper’s mouth curved into a smile. His sharp gaze could cut a person in pieces.
For more than three years, he had been having the same dream.
In his dreams, there was always a woman whose little finger was broken. He could not see her face clearly. She was in immense pain and sadness. She repeated herself again and again, “Jasper Milton, where are you? I miss you. Come back, Jasper.”
He had always suspected that the woman in his dream was Stella.
When they met the first time, she was behaving very strangely.
He didn’t know what was going on then. Their relationship seemed vague.
She wanted to commit suicide, escaped to another country, and studied abroad.
She might not have known, but he had visited her university a few times. He watched her for quite some time.
She was like an autistic person, she didn’t socialize or even talked to anyone. The only things she showed interest in were her lectures and investigations.
Perhaps it was because of her that he visited the United States so often. He found himself contacting his cousin’s family more and more often until accompanying said cousin home.
Given his identity, status and work schedule, why else would he do it?
He could be sure now that they were in a relationship and that it was an intimate one.
He took good care of himself all this while. He had never slept with Bettany Hadley and Katty Davis. But he slept with her instead.
He must have been deeply in love to have done it with her.
“Why did we break up?” Jasper asked, scrutinizing her expression.
“Our personalities clashed. We couldn’t tolerate each other’s habits. Our family backgrounds were not on par. Everything was just wrong,” Stella said coldly. She fought to hide her real emotions.
Jasper frowned. “What about sex? Was that not right too?”
Stella clenched her fists. She hesitated, trying to figure out a proper response.
If she said no, she would irritate him.
If she said yes, she would encourage him.
She opted to ignore it. “I don’t want to talk about the past anymore.”
Jasper lifted her up easily.
His arms were much stronger than they were three years ago.
Stella struggled to break free but failed. He laid her on the bed.
He pinned her down and shoved his face into hers. “You should explain things better, at least in greater detail.”
Stella was anxious, this felt too… flirtatious.
She couldn’t breathe properly.
“I have nothing to do with you now. Don’t you think this is too much?” Stella protested.
“What kind of relationship do you want?” Jasper asked.
“I don’t want any relationship.” Stella pushed him.
Jasper pinned her hands over her head. His eyes were not filled with love, but with anger. “I want to make a few things clear. First, what happened to both our fingers?
Second, why did we break up?
Third, what did both of us go through in the past?
I’ll let you go if you tell me everything in detail.” Jasper gave her an ultimatum.
Stella gave up struggling.
Why did she struggle? What was she afraid of?
If she was honest with him, he would let go of her.
He was not interested in their relationship, but more of memory he lost.
The current Jasper would only care about Bettany, she was thinking too much.
But, it still hurt. Tears welled up like a gauze, concealing her thoughts.
“We knew each other because of a pregnant woman who kidnapped us.
You were drugged by someone and you forced yourself on me. You felt sorry after that incident. That’s why you treated me so well.
Sometime later, we were captured and our captors cut our little fingers. I thought your career was too dangerous, so I asked to break up.
As I expected, you got into an accident in on a mission and lost your memory,” Stella said as she stared at Jasper.
Unfortunately, she could not tell what Jasper was thinking at that moment, even with her expertise in psychology.
“Who drugged me?” Jasper asked,
cold and concise, like a Chief used to making quick decisions. This was not the Jasper she treasured in her memory.
“I don’t know. You have a lot of enemies, and you never told me about it. I wouldn’t ask, either.” Stella said calmly.
“Who caught us?”
“I don’t know either.” Stella was trying to brush things off.
The more she said, the more trouble would come to her.
Jasper was also a little angry with her attitude. His eyes narrowed. “Which position do both of us like?”
She didn’t want to recall these memories.
The reality was so cruel that it would only turn her memory into a sharp sword, slicing her heart bit by bit.
Stella simply gave an answer. “From the back.”
The time he forced her it was from the back. She didn’t even see his face clearly.
Jasper frowned. “Did I…” He paused. Even a man would find it hard to talk about things like this. “.. lick?”
“No,” Stella said without hesitation.
Jasper held her chin and said, “You are lying.”
Stella became angry. He pushed her limits. She swatted his hand away. “It’s been a long time. I’ve forgotten about everything.”
Her avoidance was all the answer he needed.
They did it.
That would be impossible if he didn’t love her.
She was lying to him!
Why was she lying?
“Well, let’s reminisce about it together .”
Before Stella could comprehend what was happening, he kissed her on the lips…