After Breaking Up, He Wanted to Get Back Together

　　The next morning, Jasper suddenly asked me, "Did the doctor say anything?"

　　I looked at him strangely and asked. "What?"

　　His gaze fell on my lower abdomen. "The baby."

　　I understood what he meant.

　　"Tell me when you will have an examination and I will go with you."

　　After staying at home for so long, hadn't he found anything unusual? I smiled and said, "No need."

　　"The child is gone."

　　Jasper grabbed my hand and frowned. "Daisy, what did you say? Say it again."

　　I looked at Jasper indifferently and said, "I said that the child was gone."

　　With a crisp sound of glass, Jasper put the coffee cup heavily on the table.

　　Before Jasper left, he glanced at me coldly. Then, he grabbed his jacket and left.

　　Looking at his behavior, I sneered. What was he angry about? Didn't he ask me to do it myself.

　　When we got married, Jasper would always take precautions against pregnancy. I wanted a child, so he told me, "Daisy, you're so young. You'll regret being a mother so early."

　　Jasper had never wanted to have a child, so I should be happy to abort the baby. It was just that I didn't tell him, which made him angry.

　　Finally, I had cured from the surgery, my colleague asked me to go to a nearby bar to have a rest.

　　The colleague gave me a list and I roughly read it over. "Don't refuse yet. Go back and think about it."

　　Under the dazzling light of the bar, Jasper was outstanding for he had handsome facial features. Standing in the crowd, he was tall and straight, and Malory was next to him.

　　There were many people. When someone walked over, Jasper subconsciously held Malory in his arms.

　　They looked like a couple.

　　The man was handsome, and the woman was flamboyant and beautiful.

　　I got home earlier than Jasper. In the evening, I received a call from an unknown number.

　　The other end of the line was noisy, accompanied by deafening music.

　　"Hello, are you Jasper Torres's wife?"

　　I frowned because no one knew about our relationship except a few people. It was just that Jasper didn't want me to tell them.

　　So when the other party asked this, I couldn't help frowning. I wanted to agree at first, but then I remembered that Jasper had once told me angrily, "Daisy, we are secretly married. Don't talk about our relationship everywhere."

　　I thought about it and replied, "I'm not."

　　"Ah, okay. Jasper Torres is drunk."

　　I didn't continue to care about it, because there were many colleagues around Jasper, including Malory.

　　Everyone in the company knew that Malory was Jasper's younger sister with no biological relation.

　　It was the first time Jasper had brought me to the company. Someone started to kick up a fuss. "Mr. Torres, is that your wife?"

　　I smiled and nodded. But Jasper said with a cold expression, "No, don't take jokes. It affects a girl to find a boyfriend."

　　My smiling expression froze in an instant.

　　Just now, Jasper had shown up with Malory. His subordinates were making a fuss, and he said, "She's just my childhood sweetheart and sister."

　　The subordinate, who was not afraid of getting into big trouble, added, "Your dear sister, Mr. Torres."

　　But Jasper didn't explain.

　　Late at night, the rustling sound in the room woke me up. Jasper's face was slightly red, his suit tie had been pulled off, and a few of his buttons had been undone. He looked extremely sexy.

　　Jasper pushed the door open forcefully and turned on the light.

　　I narrowed my eyes and looked at Jasper impatiently. "Jasper, it's late. Can you be quiet?"

　　Jasper looked at me and said. "I'm drunk."

　　"Oh," I replied.

　　Then I lay back on the bed and covered myself with the quilt, ready to go back to sleep.

　　Jasper deliberately made a sound to make me impatient. I had been on leave for so long and had to go back to work tomorrow.

　　"Daisy, someone just called you. Why did you say that you are not my wife?"

　　I closed my eyes and replied impatiently, "Didn't you say it was a hidden marriage?"

　　"Can you turn off the light now?"

　　Perhaps it was because my voice was too loud, but this was the first time I had answered him in such a furious manner.

　　He was probably stunned.

　　I covered my head with the quilt and asked, "Can you turn off the lights now?"

　　After a while, the lights in the bedroom was turned off, and Jasper did not come in again.