Trial Of The Senses

The guests began to leave one after another.

When Jasper was talking with his friends and walking out, someone suddenly patted him on the back of his shoulder. He turned around and saw Aimee standing behind him.

"Jasper, I want to have a word with you." Said Aimee.

Aimee was obviously drunk and confused. At this time, the most rational way was to keep a distance from her. Normally, Jasper could refuse directly, but he couldn't do so in front of the guests. "Wait a moment. We can talk after I see the guests off."

The friends beside him said no bother to do so.

"We've known each other for so many years. Now that Aimee wants to talk to you, you can go with her. You don't have to see us off."

"Yes, we know the way. It's okay. Take your time."

As a result, Jasper was left in front of Aimee by the "considerate" of the crowd. There were so many pairs of eyes around him, and Jasper was helpless. "What do you want to say? Tell me."

"There are too many people here. I want to talk to you in a quiet place."

It would be better to talk with people around. "Let's talk about it here."

"No, I won't say it here. I want to go to a quiet place!" Said Aimee stubbornly.

Jasper was a little impatient. At this time, he didn't want to go to a quiet place to chat with her. Aimee obviously wanted to talk about love, and it would be more difficult to explain when they got entangled. He turned his head and called the servant, "This lady is drunk. Take her..."

"Jasper." With her beautiful eyes full of complaints and pity, Aimee grabbed his arm and asked, "Are you so cruel to me? I'm your first artist. We've known each other for so many years. Even if you don't accept my love,

Jasper's attitude, Aimee talked to herself, "You are so handsome and indifferent, as if you have a world that no one else can enter. You are mysterious and charming. When I learned that I was chosen by you to be your actress, you didn't know how excited I was. You were my dream, and I was so lucky to be close to my dream..."

"…… But later I knew that it was not my luck. It was my fate, and you were my inexorable doom, Jasper." Looking at the man in pain, Aimee continued, "You care so much about me, just because I'm your artist. You are so cold and heartless to me, because I am your artist. Why can you do this to me? Ashley is also your artist. Why don't you treat me like you treat her, even if it's only 1/10 of what you treat her... "

Looking at Aimee in front of him, Jasper felt that she was a shadow in his eyes. He blinked his eyes hard, but the woman in front of him became more powerful. He finally realized that something was wrong, "Aimee... The wine you gave me... "

"Jasper, you are mine." Aimee held the man, "If I can't be with you, I will regret for the rest of my life. No matter what, I must get you."