Trial Of The Senses

How could Ashley tell her that she thought that Flora wanted to give her a hard time? "Mr. Jasper manages my schedule. I'm afraid I will get scolded once I agree her. Let Mr. Jasper know first."

Anna nodded, "You're right. Since you're with Mr. Jasper every day, it's convenient for you to talk to him."

"……" Was she with Jasper every day? No, she wasn't. She just came to the office a bit often than usual these two days.

Ashley knocked on the door and came back to Jasper's office. However, she found that Jasper was not sitting at the desk, but standing in the direction of the door and looking out of the window. She walked over. "Mr. Jasper, are you tired? Would you like a cup of tea? "

Jasper looked at her and nodded. "Then give me one cup of tea."

They sat on the sofa in the reception area. Ashley poured a glass of honey teak from the teapot and put it in front of him. "Just now, Flora invited me to attend a show called A Good Time. I don't know how to refuse. Mr. Jasper, would you please help me to decline Flora."

"I'm arranging some entertainment programs for you recently. Since Flora invited you, you can go with her." Jasper rubbed his eyebrow, "Your colleague happens to be here, she can take care of you.""

"I don't think my characters are suitable for entertainment show." She stood up and walked behind Jasper. "Mr. Jasper, do you need me to give you a massage? I've learned it before."

"Ok, thank you." "It's not that you have to always rely on entertainment show to get exposure. You have to go to occasionally in order to maintain your exposure," Jasper said.

Ashley put her fingers on his forehead and exerted strength. "Is that okay?"

Jasper felt the cool fingers were gently rubbed on his inexplicable acupoints. Maybe the technique of Ashley was more professional, which was more comfortable than his own, "Ok."

Ashley gave him a massage and said, "It doesn't matter if I don't attend the show this time. I can attend next time, you can arrange other shows for me."

Judging by her

Drugged one night by her ex-boyfriend, a mysterious man took advantage of her in an ecstatic night filled with sex.

To take her revenge, she married the man, and used him.

"As long as I'm alive, I'm still his legal wife, while all of you are just his mistresses."

She remained adamant even when he was involved in scandals with other women.

Eventually she stormed off after she learned that he had betrayed her again.But life brought her back to him a few years later, to his astonishment.

red for sorting out the files.

The next day, Ashley woke up. Worrying that she would be a little embarrassed to meet Jasper, she came downstairs one hour late deliberately after washing.

After breakfast, Nelson had gone to school. It was very quiet downstairs. She walked slowly downstairs and intended to make something to eat by herself, instead of asking Abbott to do it. When she was about to walk to the kitchen, she heard someone thumbing through newspapers.

Ashley turned her head and saw Jasper in a light gray housecoat, sitting at the window at the end of the street. Winter sunshine warmly shone on him outside the window, and white gauze curtain drawn on the French window spread behind him. The profile of the man was clear, and because of the sunlight, his face was glowing with white tenderness, like one in the picture.

Her heart suddenly beat fast.

"Hi, Mr. Jasper. Don't you go to work today?"

"Well, I will go with you to take wedding photos." He didn't raise his head and read the newspaper.

"What is he talking about I am going to have breakfast now. I will finish it as soon as possible. "

"Take your time." As Jasper read the newspaper, he went on, "If we get there early and the photographer and stylist are not there, we have to wait. Take your time. We're not in a hurry."

Are they reconciled?

She thought.