Trial Of The Senses

After all the announcements were cancelled, Jasper was making various phone calls. Ashley could hear that he was looking for announcements for her.

Jasper kept polite to talk with others, so she felt miserable in her heart. Although Jasper was her manager, and what he did was his responsibility. But now such an arrogant and superior man lowered his profile. She could not bear it.

At nine o'clock in the evening, seeing that there was no one in the company, Ashley was relieved and went out of the office with Jasper.

Henry stopped at the door of the office building. Seeing an acquaintance, Ashley was inevitably timid. But Henry broke the silence. "Ashley, why don't you look at me?"

As soon as he spoke, she was much relieved. "I am embarrassed to look at you."

"It's not a big deal," Henry started the engine. "As for people, who don't have any shameful things? Everybody knows. Let's talk about Flora. If it wasn't Mr. Jasper to handle the scandals for her, she would have been drowned by the public's spits. This is the disadvantage of being a star. You don't have privacy. Your wrong steps would be magnified infinitely. Of course, if the contents of the posts are true. Ashley, you have made a big mistake."

"It is not true as the rumors online say." She pulled a long face.

"I also know it's not true. You are not that kind of person. I'm just saying that if..."

"Henry!" Jasper warned him.

Henry immediately fell into silence.

The car arrived at the Zhan family in silence. After sending them to the villa, Henry drove the car away. Although it was in autumn, the weather was still hot. The cicadas in the middle of the night kept singing hoarsely.

"Don't go out these days. Just stay at home and read the scripts. I'll let you know if there's any update."

She nodded.

Francis received the news at about three o'clock in the afternoon. When he knew that something happened to Ashley, he immediately called her, but the phone was rejected. Then he called again and again. A few moments later, Ashley sent him a message. "Don't worry. I'm fine.".

He didn't think so.

In fact, as soon as this happened, his first reaction was that Sheila did it. Because there was no one who hated Ashley more than Sheila did, and Sheila was very clear about the chain relationship of the three.

The two had a date tonight, but he was so anxious now, so he had to put the questions aside and talk about them in the evening.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Sheila arrived at the destination cheerfully, wearing a beautiful dress. And Francis was already there waiting for her. In her stilettos, she walked up to him with a smile. "Hello, Francis."

"Here you are," he greeted, turning around

Sheila came closer to him and felt that something was wrong with Francis, because as usual, he would have stood up and helped her arrange the seats. Because of the quarrel last time, Sheila was a little careful to Francis. She sat opposite to him, put his handbag aside and asked, "is your work not going well today?"

Francis shook his head and replied, "no, I ha

xed Nelson to sleep, he went to the third floor.

He knocked at the door of the room on the third floor. Soon her footsteps were heard and the door was opened. Standing in the room with messy hair, Ashley said, "Mr. Jasper, why are you here?"

"Well, I heard from Uncle Bradley that you didn't come out the whole day. I want to see how you are."

"Oh, please come in." Ashley turned to let him in.

The bedding in the bedroom was a little messy. She looked pale and morbid pale. He sat on the sofa and asked, "what did you do today?"

"Sleep. I read a book."

"What book?"

"Interview Record In Mental Hospital which you gave me before."

"Don't read this book recently. If you are in a bad mood, you can go downstairs to take a walk in the garden, or go to the lawn to ride a horse."

"I don't know how to ride a horse." She shook her head and smoothed her hair with her fingers.

"Tomorrow is weekend. I'll stay at home and teach you." He looked at her and said.

"Don't you work all year round? Don't you work on weekends?"

"That depends. The company can operate well without me."

"Okay."

Seeing that she was not in the mood to talk about it, Jasper stood up and said, "go to bed early. I got to go now."

"Okay." Ashley stood up and sent him to the door.

Coming out of the door, Jasper turned around and looked at the pale woman in the light. He wanted to say something but hesitated.

Confused, Ashley asked, "what's wrong? Mr. Jasper."

"You'd better not surf on the Internet. Or you can just ignore the contents online. I'll inform you if necessary.

"Okay."

After sending Jasper away, Ashley went back to the bedroom. The thin quilt in the bedroom was used by the tablet computer, which was giving out bright light. There were many pictures of her in the album. Each one of the pictures was her, but not her.

Because on every photo, there were blood, knife scars, human skeletons, and even some naked clothes. Although she knew that the naked body was not herself, her heart was still suffering from bouts of twitch.