Chapter 238 What I Meant

Eileen’s lips curved politely, her eyes carrying a hint of aloofness. “No need for these; the elevator is already full. We can take the next one,” she said.

The rejection, witnessed by many, prompted subtle glances circulating between her and Jasper.

“I forgot to take something from the private room; I need to go back,” Eileen stated.

“I’ll wait for you,” Benjamin offered.

“Okay.”

As Eileen exited, the elevator doors gradually closed behind her. Jasper knew she was being deceptive; Eileen hadn’t left anything behind but was attempting to escape.

True enough, she remained in the private room for a few extra minutes. It was only when the waiter arrived to clear the table that she finally left.

The two descended in the elevator to the underground parking lot. Eileen settled into the passenger seat, fastened her seatbelt, and said, “All right, let’s go.”

“Wait a moment.”

“Huh?”

Suddenly, Benjamin moved closer. Eileen slightly leaned back, curious about his intentions.

The man, who didn’t seem frivolous, extended his hand, and his fingers gently lifted the hair tangled in the seatbelt. “Your hair.”

A sense of caution lessened in Eileen’s heart. “Thank you.”

Benjamin’s gaze shifted away from the car window as he pressed on the accelerator, steering from the parking lot. Not far off, a few cigarette butts lay on the ground in front of the Maybach.

away

the slit of her skirt revealing her slender

room for any other woman in your heart. We are a perfect match, aren’t we? I know that all these years, you’ve never truly let go

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a deep, emotionless voice, Jasper said, “Let’s

up properly. “Understood, I’ll stop joking around with you. Didn’t you say you were going to make up for my birthday? You’ve booked a restaurant,

his head and gave her a stern look. “You know what I mean,

end this.”

she stood by him during his most challenging moments, helping him weather the darkest times. These experiences taught

youth, Jasper was well aware of the strained relationship between his father and mother. As a result, he consistently complied, aiming to be the perfect child in their eyes and exerting

he couldn’t sustain this effort, allowing that woman to take advantage of

his mother coped with her sorrows by drowning them in alcohol, pushing herself to the

or harsh words. After consuming alcohol,

she would regret her actions, holding him in

of his life, he vaguely recalled, occurred when he was

or how outstanding he was, that man never took notice. Approval

home defined much of his

into a rogue and ruffian in the

beaten to death on the streets, his body covered in blood and on the brink of

him

time, only she was there for

who initially suggested they start dating.

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it was youthful recklessness, a moment

like someone, believing that not wanting

him years ago, he nearly risked his life to keep her, thinking this was love.

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