Chapter 988: Chapter 988

Rory said, “Okay. I’ll get it now.”

Only after Rory left did Javier dare to reveal his vulnerability. He slumped down. Guilt and pain swept over him like a storm, tormenting him in unspeakable ways.

At this moment, his mind was chaotic, filled with various voices.

“I don’t know when it started, but I’ve become someone who can’t be separated from you.”

“Every morning, the first thing she thinks about is how she should die. But when she thinks of Jasper, she can’t bear to leave her young son like that.”

“Even if my mother once loved you, the moment she leaped from Seaview Manor’s balcony, she no longer does.”

Javier opened his eyes abruptly, his heart pounding uncontrollably.

Just then, Rory returned with a glass of warm water.

“Rory, how much do you remember about Anne’s situation 20 years ago?”

Rory was startled for a second, then replied, “I have a good memory. Didn’t you choose me as your secretary because of that? If you have any questions, just ask.”

“Back then, Anne had depression. I remember sending you to take care of her and accompany her briefly. How was her condition at that time? Was it really severe?” Javier’s gaze was dim.

“At that time, the doctor diagnosed Ms. Bartley with severe depression. However, with Mr. Jasper’s company, as well as active “How could a woman who loved me, couldn’t bear to part with her son, quietly wanting to leave the Beckett family… suddenly choose to commit suicide?” Javier rubbed his furrowed brows, murmuring to himself.

Anne’s suicide years ago had been a shock to the entire Beckett family.

Although it was not uncommon for patients with depression to choose to end their lives suddenly, Anne had shown signs of improvement. She was more optimistic about her life.

Everything was heading in the right direction, and she had her son’s companionship every day. How could she….

Rory bit his lip, throwing out a heart-wrenching question. “Mr. Javier, I have a question that I’ve kept to myself for 20 years. I would like to take this opportunity to ask you today. Did you never, even for a moment, suspect that Ms. Bartley was murdered?”

Javier’s expression changed at those words. He suddenly looked Rory directly in the eyes, a buzzing sound ringing in his ears.

Meanwhile, Jasper stood by the window in a presidential suite at a hotel in Tsulu.

He had just finished the call with Javier. He pounded his fist against the window. His eyes were bloodshot from anger, and tears gradually streamed down his cheeks.

He was on the verge of revealing the truth about Sophia, the culprit behind his mother’s death.

However, he held back.

It wasn’t the time yet. Jasper wanted to expose the woman in a more cruel and dramatic way. He wanted Javier to know how malicious the woman he had cherished for two decades was.

Only with this way could he completely shatter his father’s arrogant pride. He wanted to mock his father’s foolishness with the entire world and to savor his pain.

Landon let out a long sigh, walking over and handing a cigarette to Jasper.

“Have a puff. Relax.”

Jasper absentmindedly took it but then snapped the cigarette in half.

“I don’t smoke anymore. I quit.”

“What the hell? What happened? Why so down?” Landon stared at him in astonishment.

Jasper had a smoking addiction that was downright terrifying. He could live without a woman, but not without a cigarette.

“Lyse asked me to quit, so I won’t smoke anymore.”

Only when thinking of his woman did a subtle warmth tinge his pale and icy lips.