Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

Chapter 128

Riding the high of the alcohol, Jasper let out all his frustrations. As a disciplined and reserved man, he had never let out a sound, even when he was hit twice by bullets on the battlefield. Somehow, he lost control of himself at this moment.

“You’re not angry because my people hit you. And delinitely not because I almost died from the gunshot. You are angry because I lied to you. Is that so?” She felt a crippling pain as she was awash with disappointment.

That seemed to catch him by surprise. He pursed his lips in silence.

“We are living separate lives now. What’s the point of fussing over these detalls? It’s meaningless.”

She went on, “You’re only angry because your possession now belongs to someone else. You hate the feeling of losing something you once owned.

“You detest the feeling of losing control. That’s all. Mr. Jasper, In the interest of your health, let’s use the time to discuss the compensation.”

“I can settle with you in private.” He shut his eyes for a moment before they fluttered open with rage. “Tell me who that man is. And tell me about your relationship with him. I’ll agree to settle in private on those conditions.”

“No,” she blurted out without thinking.

“How about leaving Jonah Taylor and cutting off communications with the Taylor family? I can agree to settle in private if you do that.” 1

“Dream on.” She scoffed at the shamelessness of his outrageous demands. Her moving lips were lovely and distracting to him.

Squinting, he was taken by her beauty, perhaps because of the effect of alcohol. Coming from a wealthy family, he would not easily fall for women. Not only that, he was able to handle seduction well.

But now

“Fine. If you are reluctant to discuss this with me, I shall send my secretary to settle this matter with you. I won’t bother you any longer. Goodbye for now.”

All of a sudden, she felt Jasper grasping her arm and pulling her to him. She lost her balance and fell onto his firm chest.

*Jasper Beckett, you-”

her lips with a

“Jasp–Let go-

was sweating nervously as she punched his shoulders. In the three years of marriage, not once had he

was kissing her like there

that moment, she felt nothing but blinding

he had

gave him a hard slap, leaving a

he saw the tears In her eyes

do you take me as? You humiliated me during our marriage. Even after the divorce, you still

carelessly wiped away her lipstick with the back of her hand while rebuking him

slut that

him a death

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Alice and kissed her when you were drunk? You’re the worst bastard

in anger would have

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influence of alcohol. Still, he couldn’t deny that it felt exceptionally

He looked gloomy

take advantage of her at this crappy time!

eyes widened, and his

her burning cheeks before leaving the