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Henry leaned on the seat and yawned. He thought that Jasper wouldn't be back in a short time, so he opened door and got off the car. He lit a cigarette to relax himself. He had just finished one cigarette and was about to take another. Before lighting it, out of the corner of his eye, he saw someone walking over. He turned his head and looked carefully. The figure was no other than his boss.

Henry was informed when the dinner was over. He knew that Jasper could not drive after drinking, so they took a taxi to wait outside early. After greeting with an acquaintance, he picked up his boss. After they crossed two green lights, Jasper suddenly said that he had something to talk with Ashley.

Then Henry turned around and sent his boss back. Jasper was so quick that he finished the talk in three to five minutes.

Henry put away the cigarette and went to the back seat to open the door for his boss. Jasper was not in good mood as Henry could identify by the smell of cigarettes on Jasper's body. Jasper was not addicted to smoking. Henry had never seen him keep smoking for many years. Jasper only smoked one or two cigarettes when he was in a bad mood.

Did something happen to Ashley again?

To be honest, Henry hadn't seen that Jasper cared so much about any artist like Ashley. In the past, Jasper would never go to the film site to visit his artists, because he was so busy and it was impossible for him to be so attentive. Furthermore, the sanatorium was built in the suburb, far away from the city. It would take two or three hours to arrive there. It would take at least half a day to back and forth. For the first time in his life, Jasper was worried about Ashley for fear that she would catch cold on the film site in such a chilly autumn, and he even asked Henry to choose some clothes for her.

Henry's feeling was hard to express in words. Since it was the first time for Henry to take this kind of task. As he didn't know what kind of clothes to buy, so he asked his girlfriend for help.

Sometimes, Henry could not help guessing if Jasper felt in love with Ashley. But on second thought, he felt it was not possible. After all, according to Jasper's glorious love experience, it was almost impossible.

Along the way, Jasper kept smoking one after another. The car was filled with smokes. Besides the second-hand smoke, the low atmosphere pressure from Jasper, which made Henry feel that staying one minute with Jasper would shorten his life expectancy for one year. Fortunately, the road condition was not bad at night. It took Henry two hours to drive to Jasper's villa. Since he had staying with Jasper such long time, Henry wondered if he could see the sun tomorrow.

It was already 11 o'clock in the evening when Ashley sent Francis back to the hotel. Ashley was not sure if it was Jasper just now. She was a little nervous and uneasy, which made her couldn't help to mock herself. As far as she knew, he couldn't do anything to her except for scolding her for not breaking up with Francis.

She came out of the elevator in a daze. The people on this floor were all from the crew. They were exhausted. In the past, they would visit each other when they went back to the hotel. At this time, the corridor is quiet. She guessed that they had already fallen asleep.

It was quiet to walk on the thick purple red carpet. She stared at the quiet corridor. She could only see herself in the whole hallway, except for the orange light. As she was walking, she couldn't help thinking of the ghost stories she had read before. She

walked more and more faster. Turning to a corner, she was about to arrive at the door of her room. She quickly took out the room card and stuck it on the handle, but there was no response. The door could not be opened!

The more she worried, the more difficult for her to open the door. What was wrong? Why she couldn't open the door?

She tried her room card again and again. She pulled the door handle back and forth, praying for it to open quickly.

She pulled the door handle and pushed it down. The door opened and she couldn't wait

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man's chin with moustache. She stepped back, awkwardly finding that the man was Dylan, and he

face turned red immediately. She stepped back quickly and covered her eyes. "I saw nothing. I

man's breast is not a big deal. So what? Do you think my

that? Was it Dylan who peeped

me the truth. Did you

eyes proudly. Then he stretched out his hands before his chest and added, "No, I'm not peeking. I do it

chopped logic, "I'm in the wrong room. Sorry to bother you. I'm

and trapped her in his arms. He smirked and said, "You little girl, you're disturbing my sweet dream at midnight. Are you sure

man's expression was very serious. Being trapped in the middle, Ashley was nervous and stuttered, "You... freeze.

Dylan raised one of his fingers to touch the beauty's chin.

the man's wrist. With a push of her arms, she pressed Dylan

and begged for mercy, "Please, I begged you to hold your hand. I was just kidding!

uncertain whether he was telling the truth. She released her grip on the man. Dylan rubbed his chest and wrist. "You

more careful next time," Ashley smiled apologetically, "If there

his chest and asked, "Tell me, are you exploiting

serious he was, as if

expression was a little too serious, Ashley giggled, trying to break the eerie and awkward atmosphere. "Well, it

me directly," Becky asked expressionlessly.

touched her nose and

her words. "If you just want to take advantage of him, why did you sacrifice yourself? Why did you

seemed that the man didn't realize there was anything wrong

fact, she had no choice

Dylan, "...

to have a rest. I got to go now. I need to work tomorrow," Without waiting for Dylan's reply,

was relieved from the bottom of her heart. With another question from Dylan, she