“Are we not over this yet?” Alyssa curled her fist and took a few deep breaths as her eyes lit up in


    fury. “I have said what’s there to be said. I have nothing more to exin, even if you don’t believe


    in me!”


    “Had wee across each other a long time ago?” Jasper leaned closer to her, desperate for an


    answer. His body was close to pressing against her back. “Alyssa Taylor, answer me. Had wee


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    Her chest tightened, and her lips paled. “No, you’re overthinking. Our first encounter was when


    Grandpa dered our engagement. We never met each other before that.”


    She was afraid that he might find out she was the girl who had saved him ten years ago. After the


    divorce, there was no point reminiscing her 13 years of love and pursuit of Jasper, for that would


    only remind her of how embarrassing and pitiful she had been.


    She was prideful. Thest thing she wanted him to know was her 13–year crush on him. That’d be


    too humiliating.


    Disappointment shed across his eyes. He had a feeling that there was more to the truth.


    “Let go of me. I’ll gather my stuff and leave.” Her voice shaking, she pulled the wardrobe door


    harder.


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    “Alyssa, why…”


    “Enough with the questions!” She appeared to have been triggered and raised her voice, “We’re


    divorced. Do you know what that means?


    “Why would you ask questions about the past? So what if I were smitten with you back then? I’m


    no longer in love with you now. I feel sick seeing the gifts I made for you. And I’m disgusted at the


    sight of you too!”


    She was once smitten with him. He tuned out the rest of her words as the phrase echoed in his


    mind.


    Breathing deeply, he held her shoulders and turned her petite frame around to face him. Her teary


    eyes came as a shock to him.


    “You can cry if you want to.” His voice might be stiff, but his eyes were radiating warmth.


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    “Those are tears of anger because of you! I’mughing because, thank God, I got my divorce. Why


    Would I ever cry?” Her eyes were wintry, and her chest rose and fell in anger. “The moment I signed


    the divorce papers, I vowed never to shed a tear for you. Ever.”


    Her cruel words pierced through his heart. He wanted to say something but was interrupted by a knock


    on the door.


    “Mr. Beckett, are you in there?”


    The butler said politely, “Um… Ms. Gardner is waiting for you downstairs. What do you think…”


    Alyssa felt a change in the air. It turned out that Jasper’s face had clouded over almost instantly.


    Liana waited anxiously on the first floor while the maids gossiped in private. Everyone knew that a war


    was waiting to happen if she ran into Jasper’s ex–wife.


    “Jasper!” Liana flung herself at Jasper, hugging his waist, when thetter descended the stairs with a


    t expression.


    He pushed her away instinctively, but she hugged him tightly like a drowning mantching onto a piece


    of driftwood.


    “Jasper, I missed you so…” The familiar fresh pine scent on his body almost drove her crazy. Tears


    rolled down her cheeks as she wallowed in her misfortune.


    “It’s my fault, and I’m sorry. I took the wrong path because I was too angry to think straight. You should


    know who I am because we’ve known each other since we were kids!”


    She had no other way than to make an emotional appeal to him. At first, she had wanted to follow


    Sophia’s advice to keep out of touch with Jasper until he was no longer upset.


    Still, when she heard about Alyssa’s visit to the Seaview Manor, she couldn’t take it anymore and


    rushed over.


    “Lia.” There was no hint of warmth in Jasper’s voice. “I told you not to meet me for now. Go home.”