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Chapter 111 Dine With Jasper In A Restaurant For Couples (Part 2)

There was a huge dancing floor in the center of the circle. Different from the guests' tables, it was brilliantly lit up. There were several huge crystal chandeliers hanging on the ceiling They were not dazzling, like white sand and moonlight, very gentle. On the dance floor, there were couples were hugging and dancing each other.

As she was walking in front of the person she wanted to love, the surrounding music was as smooth as water and the light was so enchanting. It seemed that Ashley entered a world of unrealistic movies.

A waiter whispered to ask the table number that Jasper had booked, and then led them to a guest seat by the wall. After Jasper thanked the waiter, he gently pulled out the chair for her.

She felt as if she were floating on the clouds. She was still sleepy, so she was not able to distinguish between dream and reality. "Mr. Jasper... Why are you here? "

Jasper lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "I want you to do me a favor."

She felt itchy on her ear, as if she was held in his arms. She clenched her fists and asked, "What can I do for you?"

Jasper sat opposite her and beckoned her to take off her mask and sunglasses. Ashley did as he said. The dim light not only didn't make him look handsome, but also added a touch of attractiveness to him. She felt a little pain in her heart, which seemed to be burned by such a man's charm. She could not help but lower her head and close her eyes that were soaked by the beauty. She could not help but pray in her heart.

'who can save me, who can save me...'

Crossing his arms and leaning his elbows on the desk, Jasper said, "I want you to pretend to be my new girlfriend."

It was like a shock to Ashley. With a buzz in her mind, she suddenly looked up and said, "what did you say?"

Jasper assumed that she didn't agree, so he said earnestly, "please do me a favor, only for tonight, please."

Ashley finally came to her sense. She knew just pretending, not true. She had been narcissistic before. She had just been intoxicated herself with the idea that Jasper wanted to make her less contact with Francis. She sorted out her thoughts and asked in a low voice, "why did you do that?"

Jasper beckoned her to look into the direction of the opposite of the dancing floor. Ashley saw guests' tables by the window. Since the light was too dark, she didn't see anything, but she got an answer in her mind.

Sara and her partner were sitting on the table which she couldn't see clearly.

So, his request was obvious. He should have known what happened to Sara, and he planned to let her leave without inner burden.

"Sara is so lucky that you treat her sincerely," Ashley's smile was a little bitter.

The light was dim, and Jasper could not see the change on her face. He opened the menu and pushed it in front of her. "Perhaps it's her misfortune to fall in love with me. She has wasted her life for so many years."

Ashley could feel his guilt in his tone. She thought for a while and said, "Most people we meet are just the passers-by in our lives. The good luck and misfortune are actually only in a moment of thought. Even if we can't spend the rest of our lives together, time flies, and the most precious thing left is memory, isn't it? And for Sara, she must think the years she spent with you were a beautiful memory of her. "

"Thank you!" Jasper said with a helpless smile.

Seeing that he didn't take her words seriously, Ashley knew that this man didn't treat her as his peer. She criticized him in her heart but didn't struggle about it.

As she looked at the menu, she asked vaguely, "when did you find that?"

"On the next day you discovered it."

Ashley stopped turning the menu.

"You and Dylan called me several times the other day, talking about something unimportant. You two shouldn't have been so bored. Then I asked Henry to check and then we knew what happened."

As expected, he was so smart that he could notice such a trifle with so many thoughts everyday. Ashley thought this was one of his embarrassing stories. She read the menu carefully and stopped asking any more questions. Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

During the dinner, the man kept looking at the direction near the window. The food on the table was basically intact. His eyes were neither sad nor heartbroken. He was so hidden that no one could tell what he was thinking.

When she was staring at him, the man suddenly turned back. It was not enough for Ashley to dodge, so she met his eyes directly. Looking at her dazed eyes, Jasper could not help but smile. "What are you looking at? You seem as if you have a lot of questions."

Embarrassed, Ashley said, "nothing."

Seeing that she almost finished her meal, Jasper stood up from his seat, slightly bent down with his left hand on his back, and gave her an inviting gesture with his right hand. He smiled faintly and said, "Miss Ashley, would you like to dance with me?"

She was startled.

Jasper held her hand and led her to the dance floor. She hoped the path could be longer and longer so that they could be led for the rest of their lives.

A couple was whispering to each other on the dance floor. When she looked around, she saw Sara, and her partner seemed to be the one she saw the other day.

Resting his hands on her waist, Jasper said, "Don't look around. You should look at me now."

Ashley turned around and saw his handsome face, which was so close to her. She could not help feeling jealous. She got close to his face with a charming smile, and ordered in a low and overbearing voice, "Then don't look around. You can only look at me."

She was indeed an extremely beautiful woman, with such an enchanting smile on her face, which made Jasper's heart miss a beat. All of a sudden, Jasper only had eyes for her. "Ashley, you are so beautiful."

It was the turn of Ashley to be stunned. She was obsessed with Jasper's straightforward compliment. And you're also very handsome, Jasper."

With his chin on her shoulder, Jasper held her waist and began to dance with her. "Thank you for your compliment," he said.

Ashley buried her face in his neck. His neck was warm and soft. Her heart was pounding faster, and she could hear nothing but the tense heartbeat. His chin made her shoulder ache, but the pain at the moment was sweet. Her whole world was surrounded by him, warm and safe.

Sara was dancing with her partner on the floor. When they turned around a half circle, she seemed to see someone familiar from the corner of her eyes. Sara's heart missed a beat. She looked at the

familiar figure. It was Jasper!

With this recognition, her first reaction was to feel cold all over her body and quickly buried her face into the arms of her partner. What should she do? Why was he here? What a coincidence? Did he find her?

After these questions, she secretly and cautiously exposed her eyes again, trying to find that figure again. When she saw him cuddling up with a woman, her heart ached.

'Didn't he say that as long as she didn't leave him, he would never betray her? How long had they been together? Did he have already made up his mind by saying that to her? Had he already fallen in love with someone else?'

All the questions she had been asking were like the iron hammers, smashing her heart into pieces. She was still wondering if she should stay single all her life for the sake of him, but he had fallen in love with another woman. This was really ironic.

No, she couldn't be rash to such a conclusion. Perhaps it was only a game. Or perhaps she was just a friend whom he could get along well with. It was just a dance with her. It was nothing big deal.

As she looked at Ashley in Jasper arms, the woman's long, black hair was as smooth as a piece of good silk. He knew that Sara was looking at him at the moment, and his intuition was always accurate when others looked at him.

"Ashley."

Holding his shoulder, Ashley turned to him and said, "hmm?"

Jasper turned his head and smelled the air around him. They were so close that their noses almost touched. Jasper didn't know whether he was bewitched by her beauty or by her breath. He didn't know whether it was because he really wanted it or because he wanted to help Sara.

Looking at her bright red lips, he muttered, "Ashley, I want to kiss you."

Hearing what he said, Ashley's hand tightened. She was so drunk that she had lost her direction. Closing her eyes, she mumbled, "okay."

Jasper looked at her and pressed his lips lightly on hers.

Ashley felt that she was about to die.

Sara was deceiving herself. Her heart shrank and her eyes widened as she suddenly saw the couple kissing.

Her partner found that she stopped dancing, so he stopped as well. "Sara, what's wrong with you? What are you looking at?"

He looked in the direction of Sara's gaze. When he saw a couple kissing, he felt a little embarrassed. Covering her eyes with his big hand, he said, "You're a girl. Why are you staring at a couple so seriously?"

As soon as he finished saying that, he felt that his palms were wet. Sara cried!

The man put his arms around Sara's body, stooped down to see her tearful face, and took out a handkerchief from his pocket to wipe her tears. "Sara... Why are you crying? What did I do to you? "

Sara knew that she was ill-mannered, so she wanted to disguise with a smile, but tears kept coming. She couldn't help crying, making his handkerchief wet. "It's not you... You are a good You are a good man... "

Seeing this, the man hastily took her out of the dance floor. As they returned to their seats, Sara still could not hold back her tears, as if she was to shed all the tears she had gathered in the past two years when she had been together with Jasper.

The man sent her home. Sara had cried for a long time on the bed. She was so tired and heartbroken after crying so many times. At last, she picked up her mobile phone from her bag, found out the name of Jasper and composed a text message:

"Jasper, let's break up."

After a while, he replied, "okay."

After receiving the message, Sara deleted all his contact information.

They had been together for more than two years, but there was no trace of their last relationship.