Her tears fell even harder, her hands grabbing his sleeves as if desperately trying to hold onto him and not let go.
Her tears dripped onto his hand, scorching hot.
An important personâ¦there was a hint of confusion in his eyes. She had said the same thing to him before, but what happened later? Didnât they just cut ties, without even giving him a chance to explain?
âEnough! I donât need your guilt, and you donât need to cry like this in front of me!â Roger suddenly raised his arm and pulled his sleeve away from her grasp.
Jasper stumbled back, her hand empty, and fell backwards.
Just then, the door to the music room was pushed open again, and William rushed forward in one step, catching Jasperâs body and preventing her from falling.
âAre you okay?â William asked worriedly.
Jasper shook her head. âWhy are you here?â
âI figured you must have come to the school, so I drove here too. It took me a while to find this place,â
William said as he pulled a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped Jasperâs tears.
Roger stood by, watching the scene with cold eyes, feeling a sharp pain in his heart.
Mick, who followed them into the piano room, looked at Roger and said, âLawrence, long time no see.â
If there was any doubt before, seeing his sister in tears, Mick knew that the person in front of him must be Lawrence.
âMr. Reed, it has been a long time,â Roger sneered.
âJasper has been searching for you for years, and it hasnât been easy. Many people gave up, even thought it wasnât worth it to keep looking. But she didnât give up. She begged her father to keep sending people to find you because she believed you were still alive! She thought that if she gave up, you might really be gone,â Mick said. As the eldest son of the Reed family, he knew this matter better than anyone else.
âNow that youâve been found, you donât have to spend that energy searching anymore,â Roger said indifferently.
Mick looked at him and pursed his lips. âLawrence, it was a tragedy that your parents died, but it has nothing to do with Jasper. She doesnât owe you anything! Donât take it out on her!â
âThis is between her and me. Mr. Reed, youâre meddling too much,â Roger lazily looked at Mick, then glanced at the clock on the wall. âWell, my time for renting the piano room is up. I should go. If you want to talk, we can do it next time!â
He closed the piano lid, picked up his shoulder bag, and walked straight to the door of the piano room.
âLawrence!â Jasper suddenly shouted, âHave you been doing well these years?â
He paused, but didnât turn around. His voice was cold and indifferent. âIâm not Lawrence anymore. Iâm just Roger!â
With that, he walked out of the piano room. The three people in the room had different expressions and thoughts.
Mick wasnât a student at Stanford University, and he had classes in the morning, so he left first.
Accompanied by Jasper, William came to a secluded place on campus.
Seeing Jasperâs red eyes, William felt heartbroken. But at the same time, a strong sense of unease spread through his body.
Could he compete with Jasperâs feelings for Lawrence?
And what kind of impact would Lawrenceâs appearance have on him and Jasper? He didnât know, but a sense of instinctive crisis was telling him that there might be more waves in the future.
Moreover, Lawrenceâs appearance this time should not be pure, what is Lawrenceâs motive?!