Back then, he held me just as tightly, crying, apologizing, and swearing he would never make another mistake.
But what happened in the end? He still couldn’t let go of Molly.
Three years later, the child he had with Moly must be nearly two by now.
I tried to push Jasper away, but I couldn’t even lift my hands.
After a moment, I let out a soft sigh.
“Jasper, let me go.”
“No,” he cried, shaking his head. “I won’t let go. Selena, I’ll never let you go again. I won’t let what happened on the cruise ship
happen a second time.”
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I closed my eyes. Unlike the struggle and heartbreak I felt three years ago, this time all I felt was frustration and resignation.
I spoke calmly, “If you don’t let go, I’ll call someone. And the only one who’ll end up humiliated will be you.”
Jasper stared at me, disbelief written all over his face as if he couldn’t comprehend how resolute I was.
Of course, he wouldn’t have expected this.
After all, three years ago, when Molly dumped coffee all over me, hadn’t I forgiven him?
Three years later, with another round of apologies and promises, shouldn’t I forgive him again?
But my attitude was far from what he expected. His shock was palpable, his mind unable to process it, though I could see he was
starting to understand.
As Jasper stood there frozen, I stepped out of his embrace.
His expression shifted to panic as he reached for me, but I quickly backed away, avoiding his touch.
“Selena…”
“Jasper, we ended this three years ago. I assume you have already signed that divorce agreement. So, let’s stop dragging this
out.”
Three years ago, before I left, I had my lawyer draft a divorce agreement and tasked him with handling the separation between
me and Jasper.
After leaving the country, I changed my phone number and never contacted the lawyer again. Considering how much Jasper
adored Molly, I assumed he’d sign the divorce papers without hesitation. 1
But instead, Jasper’s face turned pale, and he shook his head in anguish.
“I didn’t sign, Selena. I was too busy searching for you to even pay attention to that lawyer. No matter how persistent he was, I wouldn’t have signed. From the moment I married you, I never once considered divorce.”
I let out a sudden laugh, laced with sarcasm. “You also said you’d never betray me.”
Back then, when Jasper proposed, he repeatedly promised my parents he would love and cherish me for a lifetime–that he’d
never betray me.
And yet, here we were. The old saying couldn’t be more accurate: A man’s promises are as empty as the wind.
Jasper’s face grew even paler, his lips trembling as though he wanted to speak but couldn’t find the words.
