When Alyssa was married to Jasper, sheâd 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 wouldnât wake up anytime soon, Alyssa went to get some water. She planned 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 Jasperâs earlier behavior in bed was due to prolonged abstinence. He seemed thirsty and aggressive.
She was embarrassed at the thought. Even ice-cold water couldnât soothe her burning throat.
As she had always been curious about the private villa, 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 Lianaâs provocation, she wondered if the villa was truly Jasperâs gift to Liana. Was it true that the villa was Jasper and Lianaâs home?
Upon realizing that she had made love to Jasper at a villa that belonged to Jasper and Liana, her heart twisted in pain as though it was being crushed.
Feeling suffocated, she returned to Jasperâs bedroom with heavy footsteps, ready to put on her clothes and leave.
The lounge on the second floor was enveloped in silence. Jasperâs 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 Jasperâs birth mother and her late mother-in-law, whom she did not have a chance to meet!
A gasp escaped from her lips. âHow gorgeousâ¦â
Winstonâs three wives were lovely in their own ways, but none could match Anne Bartleyâs beauty. Only Alyssaâs mother, Jennifer, was Anneâs 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 a Alyssa couldnât help but scoff at Javierâs poor taste.
After checking out a few photos, she realized they were all photos of Jasper with Anne or Anneâs 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 similar uniforms, Liana smiled demurely and rested her head on Jasperâs 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 wouldnât 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 shouldnât have met Jasper early in her life, for she was hopelessly captivated by him.
Unbeknownst to her, Jasper shared the same sentiments as well.
At that moment, Alyssa heard the door creak open.
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