Every word from Jasper was like a poisoned ice pick, stabbing straight into everyone’s heart.
“Honey!”
Vera screamed in disbelief: “Why?”
Jasper’s voice was hoarse: “Because you owe her!”
His eyes rolled with blood–red fury, like he wanted to devour Vera whole: “If you hadn’t played your games, I wouldn’t have misunderstood her, wouldn’t have hurt her, and I wouldn’t have lost her now. You deserve to die!”
“Honey, it’s not like that! You hated her too, didn’t you?”
“You can’t do this to me–you helped kill her too!”
Vera was being dragged out by the assistant.
She panicked. Jasper had unlimited power–once he pinned everything on her, she was definitely dead.
She kept begging, but Jasper was unmoved, like the man who’d been holding and comforting her this morning was just her imagination.
“Get her out of here!”
Jasper said coldly, never looking at Vera again.
He opened the diary again, hands trembling as he caressed each page of my former love for him.
Vera felt nothing but despair, babbling incoherently: “Jasper, you idiot! Back then I stole you from her with just a few words.
Now you’re being swayed by a few lines in her stupid diary again.
You don’t understand what love is–you’re just a complete moron!”
“Shut up!”
Jasper’s voice was terrifyingly hoarse, like a demon crawling out of hell.
He found the diary had a hidden compartment. Opening it, there was one line inside.
“Jasper, if you ever discover the truth, don’t be sad.
I’ll forgive you for all the hurt you caused me–not because you deserve it, but because I once loved you madly.”
Reading this, he completely broke down.
He held the diary, sobbing uncontrollably.
Truth was, all these years, he wasn’t without feelings for me.
But every time he saw my emotionless eyes, it stirred the deepest jealo
Summer, what are you so proud of?
in his heart.
You’re just a driver’s daughter. I said I’d marry you, and you dared say you weren’t good enough for me.
And why, when I’d rather marry Vera–abarren woman–than you, were you still so calm? You even packed your things to leave me.
Impossible!
How could I let you leave?
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prisoned you beside me under the pretense of you mirting Vera, using your dad’s medical bills to control you
But in your eyes, that brilliant light from middle school never shone for me again.
Summer, I won’t allow you not to love me!
I won’t allow it!
Wanah
Jasper cried like an abandoned child.
“I was wrong, Summer, I was really wrong. Please wake up, okay?”
He knelt in front of my corpse, hooking his pinky with mine, like we used to do walking to and from school in middle school.
“I shouldn’t have been so proud, shouldn’t have doubted you-”
“You know what? These past five years, the moment I looked forward to most each day wasn’t being with Vera.
It was those little moments in the basement with you.
So I let Vera bully you, because only then could I use her guilt as an excuse to come see you openly-”
“Wake up! Summer, wake up and I’ll never hurt you again. We can have a good life together, okay?”
But I was just a rotting corpse, unable to respond to his belated awakening.
Jasper had unlimited power and pinned my murder squarely on Vera.
Death penalty!
Immediate execution!
The day Vera died, she was scared shitless, screaming Jasper’s name the whole time, but never saw him.
At that moment, Jasper was holding my ashes, crying his heart out.
“Summer, I’m taking you home. I’ll stay with you every day from now on, okay?”
Like he was possessed, he sat holding my urn in the basement for a whole day.
Only when his assistant reminded him about burial did he come back to his senses.
He clutched the urn tightly, refusing to let go.
“No burial. Summer stays at home from now on. I’ll be with her every day.”
Jasper put the urn in a custom crystal coffin, placed right in the center of the basement.
He moved into the basement himself.
Every morning the first thing he did was personally polish the crystal coffin’s glass cover, then kiss the urn through the glass.
“Good morning, Summer. Hubby cleared his schedule today to spend time with you at home.”
He brought over a bowl of bird’s nest soup.
“Ah! Open your mouth–it’s that bird’s nest soup you love. Hubby’s feeding you.”
He’d destroyed his company’s reputation by personally sending his wife to the execution block, then let public opinion keep fermenting, causing Colthorne Corporation’s stock to plummer.
Now he spent all day at home with an urn instead of going to the office.
The company’s board members were getting more and more fed up with him.
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Chapter 9
