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

Nancy swiftly grabbed the hall-smoked cigarette from Jasper’s hand. Crossing her legs, the slit of her skirt revealing her slender legs, she exhaled a puff of smoke with fiery red lips.

she habitually blew smoke in his face. “I’m back now, so there’s no 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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emotionless voice, Jasper said, “Let’s put an

cigarette in her hand. She straightened her skirt and sat up properly. “Understood, I’ll stop joking around with you. Didn’t you say you were going to make

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

end this.”

moments, helping him weather the

result, he consistently complied, aiming

that he couldn’t sustain this effort, allowing that

never home at night, and his mother coped with her sorrows by drowning them in alcohol, pushing

abuse or harsh words. After consuming alcohol, his mother would confine

sobering up, she would regret her actions, holding him in her arms with deep

vaguely recalled, occurred when he was

he was, that man never

up in a broken home

In the end, he transformed into a rogue and ruffian in the eyes of everyone, a school bully whom no one on the entire street dared to provoke.

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

by him year after year.

time, only she

initially suggested they start

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it was youthful recklessness, a moment

that not wanting to lose someone was the same as

planning to leave him years ago, he nearly risked his life to keep her, thinking this

the people around him gradually leave, to the point he harbored thoughts of death

“If life tears us apart, then let’s die together.”

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