When Alyssa was married to Jasper, she’d discreetly put on his shirt at home to revel in his scent and


    warmth. Even now, she felt the same as two years ago.


    Since Jasper wouldn’t wake up anytime soon, Alyssa went to get some water. She nned to leave as


    though nothing had happened after she drank and rested.


    Tiptoeing to the pantry on the second floor for iced water, she wondered if Jasper’s earlier behavior in


    bed was due to prolonged abstinence. He seemed thirsty and aggressive.


    She was embarrassed at the thought. Even ice-cold water couldn’t soothe her burning throat.


    As she had always been curious about the private vi, she took the chance to tour it. She checked out


    the kitchen, the garden, and the living room. They were carefully decorated and felt homey.


    Thinking back to Liana’s provocation, she wondered if the vi was truly Jasper’s gift to Liana. Was it


    true


    that the vi was Jasper and Liana’s home?


    Upon realizing that she had made love to Jasper at a vi that belonged to Jasper and Liana, her heart


    twisted in pain as though it was being crushed.


    Feeling suffocated, she returned to Jasper’s bedroom with heavy footsteps, ready to put on her clothes


    and leave.


    The lounge on the second floor was enveloped in silence. Jasper’s study was located across from his


    bedroom.


    Alyssa absentmindedly wandered into the study and saw a shelf filled with photo frames. Approaching


    the shelf, she picked up one and found a gloomy, handsome boy staring at her-the young Jasper.


    Meanwhile, the woman who hugged Jasper and sat on the vintage couch shared the same alluring


    eyes


    as him. She was a stunning beauty.


    Eyes twinkling, Alyssa recognized the woman as Jasper’s birth mother and herte mother-inw,


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    she did not have a chance to meet!


    A gasp escaped from her lips. “How gorgeous…”


    Winston’s three wives were lovely in their own ways, but none could match Anne Bartley’s beauty. Only


    Alyssa’s mother, Jennifer, was Anne’s equal.


    This discovery further proved that men were greedy creatures who did not cherish their spouses. Javi


    who was married to a ravishing woman like Anne, still cheated on Anne with Sophia, who was nowhere


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    Alyssa couldn’t help but scoff at Javier’s poor taste.


    After checking out a few photos, she realized they were all photos of Jasper with Anne or Anne’s


    portraits.


    She noticed a familiar face when she was about to leave the study. It was Liana Gardner.


    With trembling fingers, she picked up a frame containing a photo of Liana and Jasper in their teens.


    Dressed in simr uniforms, Liana smiled demurely and rested her head on Jasper’s broad shoulder.


    They


    looked like a perfect pair of childhood sweethearts.


    Alyssa felt cold upon seeing the photo. She started shivering all over.


    She had thought that Liana was in the past, confident that she wouldn’t be triggered by the mention or


    the sight of Liana.


    Yet, she fell into despair after seeing the photo, unable to save herself from falling into the abyss.


    She shouldn’t have met Jasper early in her life, for she was hopelessly captivated by him.


    Unbeknownst to her, Jasper shared the same sentiments as well.


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