As the words left her mouth, Molly stood on her toes and leaned in to kiss Jasper.
Jasper’s gaze turned icy as he pulled her hands off his neck, his voice cold. “Did you go to Selena?”
Molly froze for a moment, guilt flashing in her eyes.
But how could she admit it? If Jasper found out she’d provoked Selena, he’d never let her off the hook. She could still remember
how much that slap stung.
That night, Jasper planned to end things with Molly. If she hadn’t cried so pitifully and drugged him, she wouldn’t even have this
life she was clinging to now.
No, she couldn’t admit it.
“Of course not, Mr. Brook. Are you doubting me?” Molly said, her tone dripping with innocence. “I took your warning to heart.
How could I dare go to her again? I swear, I didn’t go near her.”
