“What’s wrong?” Stella Grace squinted at him.
Jasper Milton masked his emotions perfectly, his expression was indifferent and there was not a hint on his face that anything was wrong.
He hugged another woman yesterday and stayed with her late into the night. Shouldn’t he feel just a little guilty or uneasy around her?
Or maybe he thought of himself as a king, who was above all others. Whatever love he gave to women was considered charity, so what did he have to feel guilty about?
She didn’t know him nor could she understand him. She just couldn’t see through him.
He never wanted her in his life. He had never shed tears for her, even when she almost died.
Yet he shed tears of excitement for that other girl, and even left a mark on her face with his lips.
Whatever, just forget about it!
“It’s nothing. Things have happened recently and I’m in a bad mood. I hope it doesn’t affect you,” Stella said with a smile.
Jasper frowned. “Must you be so weird with me? We’re a married couple.”
“Maybe you just don’t know me. I have always been weird, even hostile towards people. You’ve known that since the day you met me. If you want a divorce, it’s still not too late. The Civil Affairs Bureau hasn’t registered our information,” Stella said lazily.
Jasper raised his voice. “You want a divorce, don’t you?”
Stella laughed,
he must be the one who wanted a divorce. With that, all his mistakes could be forgiven.
Whatever. She didn’t care. It was better for her to be free.
Stella looked at him.
“We’ll talk about it after the meeting,” Jasper ordered. With a stern face, he held the steering wheel tightly. He held it so tightly that his nails turned white.
She glanced at his hands calmly.
Was he angry?
Was it because of her arrogance and rudeness, or was it because of his guilty conscience?
To her, he had no right to be angry at all.
They were going to talk about it after the meeting?
Was he afraid that she would not help him with his work after they got divorced?
“Don’t worry, I’m don’t take personal matters into business,” Stella said meaningfully.
Jasper pursed his lips but did not speak. After a while, they reached their destination.
She got out of the car and walked in. She looked back at Jasper.
His cell phone rang.
He glanced at her, panic in his eyes.
She smiled slightly, turned around and walked into the room.
He went outside to answer the phone. “Bettany, what’s wrong?”
“Jasper, I’m so scared. Where are you?” Bettany Hadley cried.
“I’ll ask someone to accompany you. I have something to do here.”
“Don’t you want me anymore? I’m so ugly now. I know I don’t deserve you. Ah… Ah… Don’t come over, ah…” Bettany screamed.
He heard the sound of things hitting the ground, and then the call ended.
Jasper frowned and looked at his room.
Stella was standing by the window, looking at him with a smile. She saw all his worries and hurt. She witnessed it all, even the tenderness in his voice when he was talking to Bettany.
Guilt flashed through Jasper’s eyes, she had seen it all.
She pulled the curtains, took out the two marriage certificates from the drawer of the bedside table, and opened them. She gloated over her successful find.
“Fool,” she whispered. She tore up the two certificates, threw them into the toilet, and flushed them away.
She gradually calmed down.
She was in no position to blame him now, or even to be sad. It was all good.
She came out of the bathroom as Jasper entered.
“I have arranged the meeting in the afternoon. I have something to do now, so I have to go out for a while,” Jasper said, blinking.
Stella smiled. “Will you come back tonight?”
“Yes, but I might be late,” Jasper said, frowning.
“Can I have five minutes of your time? Do you know where I was yesterday?”
Jasper was silent for a moment. “Although we are married, you still have your freedom. I believe that you would not cross the line.”
“Freedom?” Stella nodded.
Jasper was very good with words. In a way, he was saying that as his wife, Stella should also give him some freedom.
“I was in room 2110 of the St. Regis Grand Hotel at around nine o’clock last night. You may not know where room 2110 is. To be exact, it’s opposite room No. 2108, ” Stella said with a smile.
Finally, she could see cracks in his facade.
She immediately pressed on. “At half-past ten in the morning, I was at the gate of the Second People’s Hospital. You were at that hospital at that time too, weren’t you?”
Jasper frowned incredulously at Stella. “You followed me?”
She didn’t know if she would call it following, but if he thought of it that way, then… so be it.
“Who is that girl?” she asked curiously.
“My relationship with Bettany is not what you think it is,” Jasper tried to explain.
She understood. “Oh, so Bettany didn’t die.”
So the girl he had been in love with had returned.
Although they were not married anymore, Stella still felt a sharp pain in her heart.
All those years of their relationship were real. Those three years of waiting for him was real. Her loneliness in their marriage was real too.
It will be the last time she would hurt this way.
Tears flowed out of her eyes.
Jasper frowned. “We didn’t do anything yesterday. She fainted, and she has serious psychophobia. She even cut herself with a knife early in the morning, so I sent her to the hospital.”
Tears streamed down Stella’s face quietly.
She also fainted, and she also had a serious mental illness. She was also injured.
However, he was with another women, and she was alone.
“Jasper, I don’t need a man to take care of me. I can still live a good life. She needs you to take care of her. Otherwise, she can’t survive. Go take care of her. But, I will never, ever forgive you.” Stella picked up the suitcase, opened it, and started to pack.
Seeing that she was about to leave, Jasper went and pulled her back.
He was so strong that he tore her wound. Stella could feel hot liquid flowing down her skin. Fortunately, the dark clothes covered her blood.
“What are you talking about? I am responsible for her. Everything happened because of me, and it’s not what you think,” Jasper explained, his chest heaving violently.
Bettany was mentally ill because of him!
What about her?
She became mentally ill because she was too hard on herself, because her heart was not tempered by reason. Hence, she only had herself to blame for her troubles and pain!!!!
Stella was filled with hatred for him. “Responsibility, responsibility, you always say that. Back then, it was because you raped me, that’s how you showed up in my life! I don’t need you to take responsibility for me anymore, nor does our child!”