Chapter 98 Not A Dream

Before Eileen could even speak, he interrupted her, “Eileen, I’m just concerned about you. Did I do something to upset you? Please tell me. I am willing to change!”

A tattooed hand gently caressed her head as his gaze fell upon her. She wasn’t sure if it was just her imagination, but she thought she saw a hint of panic in his eyes.

Whenever he wore such an expression, Eileen couldn’t help but feel sorry for him. She felt that she shouldn’t have said things that upset him.

Eileen’s gaze flitted around, unsure of where to rest. She knew it was because she was overly sensitive to everything around her, and her self-defense mechanism was too strong.

“I… I’m sorry…” Eileen stammered and brushed her hair aside. “I should go now. You should also go back and rest early. Good night.”

Eileen didn’t know how to tell him that it wasn’t his fault. He was amazing!

She was the problem..

Before Jasper had a chance to say goodnight to her, he watched as she hastily retreated as if fleeing from a flood or a ferocious beast. Her black, flowing dress formed a beautiful arc as she moved away swiftly.

Eileen took a deep breath and tried to calm her emotions. When she regained her

composure, she realized she was still draped in his jacket. A faint scent of mint wafted from the fabric. It was a familiar aroma that belonged to him.

Thinking of him, Eileen felt a whirlwind of emotions. Holding her phone, she was at a loss. She didn’t know what she could do to lessen the hurt her words had just inflicted on him.

A few minutes later, her phone began to vibrate.

She unlocked her phone and saw that it was a message from him.

It was a simple two-word phrase. “Good night.”

Her heart sank. The better he treated her, the more she condemned herself inside.

The black Cayenne trailed slowly behind the car, maintaining a safe distance. Jasper waited for a few minutes, but his phone did not light up. His thin lips were tightly pressed together, and a sense of loss weighed heavily on his heart. A suffocating feeling washed over him as if the past was creeping back. He was afraid he would not be able to control himself…

another Audi, Vera gently reminded, “Eric, when are we

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through the opening. It dispersed the heat and left her feeling somewhat cold.

devoid of emotion. Quickly, he stepped on the accelerator, maneuvered around

a deep voice trying to suppress the

the car’s glove compartment, along with a bottle of water. He then asked, “Mr. Jasper, do we need to contact Dr. Collins again tomorrow? It’s been quite a while since your

from severe bipolar disorder. Sometimes, his condition flared up and made it difficult for him to control his actions.

eyes to feel the pain radiating from his legs. He used

Eileen was avoiding him.

few times, Jasper couldn’t figure out what exactly had caused them to

his best not to overthink the

it was almost midnight, Eileen finally arrived at the Undella

up groggily with a man’s jacket draped over her arm as she got out of the car. As she walked into the foyer,

the ravioli are almost ready.”

who was busy

sleep. Usually, she would be fast asleep. before eleven and rarely

plate of freshly cooked ravioli, turned around only to find that Eric was no longer in

to answer

the person who had just returned. “Eileen… I’ve just finished making ravioli. Would you like some?”

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“No, thanks. You guys go ahead

the corridor railing, she returned to her room. After closing the door and ensuring it was securely locked, she slipped off her shoulder straps. Her silky long dress fell to the floor. Barefoot, she stepped onto the soft carpet

later, stepping out of the bathroom, her long hair was only half-dried.

still lying on the ground. It was

hung

the middle of the night. In her sleep, she seemed to see a blurry silhouette with deep and

dawn the next day, Eileen woke up

the bathroom, she was reminded of her arrival the previous night. She began to replay the scene of her walking through the door….

it on the floor

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