One could never judge a person’s character. You might think that you know a person, but you’d never know what was going in their minds. That was why people tend to specte, hurt, and test others.


    Ste Grace could feel the coldness in Frederick’s voice through the phone.


    She believed that everyone should bear responsibility for their actions. There would always be a reckoning. It was just a matter of time.


    Wilson Chuck only had himself to me.


    “I’m sleepy. Good night, Frederick,” Ste whispered.


    “You haven’t said anything nice yet,” Frederick Addington reminded her.


    “What do you want to hear? Thank you for giving me an extraordinary life? Or thank you for loving me to bits? Ha!” Ste chuckled.


    The sarcasm and me in her voice was profound.


    Before Frederick could reply, she hung up, turned off her phone and ced it on the table.


    She felt dizzy and closed her eyes without turning off the lights.


    After awhile, she was startled awake. She turned to her side.


    Jasper Milton was standing next to her, his face flushed. The stench of alcohol filled the air.


    “Why are you here?” Ste asked softly.


    “What do you think?” Jasper retorted. The darkness could not conceal the sadness in his eyes, and his breathing wasbored. He stared at her with his teary eyes.


    It was as if he had been poisoned and she was his only antidote.


    Ste could see his distress. She shifted ufortably, “Please get out of here. I want to rest.”


    Jasper walked toward her.


    Ste was shocked by his sudden movement. She tried to retreat but he was faster. He swiftly held her down.


    Ste tried to push him off.


    They were so close that she could smell his breath.


    Just how much did he drink? His breath alone could intoxicate her. Ste felt even dizzier.


    “Jasper, let go of me. Frederick is outside. If you continue this, I’ll scream,” Ste hissed.


    Jasper clenched his jaw and red at her. “Will you?”


    Ste paused.


    She was just trying to scare him off. The situation would be even more chaotic if she called Frederick in.


    Angry that he had called her bluff, she turned her head and bit his arm.


    He frowned, pursed his lips and continued to stare at her, silent and unblinking.Material ? N?velDrama.Org.


    Ste tasted blood, but he still didn’t let go.


    As a soldier, his willpower was beyond any ordinary person’s. It would take more than that to faze him.


    That was also probably why Ste liked him.


    Finally, Ste gave up struggling. “What do you want?”


    Jasper lowered his head and kissed her on the lips.


    Ste’s eyes widened with shock and she resumed her struggle.


    Her resistance was futile!


    His kiss was as overbearing as Frederick’s. The only difference was her heart remained unmoved when Frederick kissed her. But when it came to Jasper, she seemed to lose the will to resist, and her breathing immediately became a mess.


    Jasper’s tongue entered her mouth and twirled around, refusing to be denied. He sucked on the tip of her tongue, seemingly trying to make his existence known.


    The taste of wine in his mouth was particrly intense. It set off her easily.


    He lifted her nightdress, his palm so hot that it caused her to tremble.


    She wanted to tell him her rtives were around so that he would stop


    but her lips were upied. She couldn’t utter a word.


    Jasper ran his hands over her smooth skin.


    Ste clenched the sheet tightly and stared at him in disbelief.


    He closed his eyes and kissed her diligently. He was not fast nor slow, as if he was easing her into it.


    He was too drunk to notice her embarrassed resistance.


    He also didn’t see the sanitary napkin.


    He continued to kiss her, not giving her to chance to speak.


    “Ja… sper, Ja… sper.”


    She didn’t know if she was anxious or angry, but her forehead and nose were covered with sweat.


    The important thing was that an indescribable feeling was overwhelming her senses, pushing her to the brink of unconsciousness.


    Jasper knew her well and anticipated her every reaction.


    His kiss intensified.


    Suffocated, she finally bit his tongue.


    He pressed down on her…


    It was as if fireworks were going off in her head. She ignored everything else as she opened her mouth to breathe.


    Gradually, the tension dissipated.


    “You did well, Ste,” Jasper whispered hoarsely in her ear. “Now it’s my turn.”


    He lifted her legs.


    Ste grabbed his hand anxiously. “I’m on my period. Don’t do it.”


    Jasper paused for a moment then looked at the palm of his hand. There was no redness.


    He looked at her suspiciously.


    She was at a loss for words. She looked down sheepishly, hoping to hide the guilt in her eyes. “It’s true.”


    “Why didn’t you tell me just now?” Jasper asked softly.


    “How could I? You had your tongue in my mouth,” Ste snapped.


    “Okay.” Jasper didn’t pursue the matter and sat on her bed.


    Ste didn’t know what he had in mind so she kept her distance.


    Jasper turned her head to face him. He could see the rejection in her eyes. “If you are ever in trouble, remember to call me as soon as possible. Wherever I am, and wherever you are, I will be there.”


    “What if you’re the trouble?” Ste retorted.


    Who else would invade her room in the middle of the night and force himself on her? If she didn’t know that Ste liked him, she would have crushed him to death.


    Jasper changed the topic. “How was it?”


    Ste blushed and did not reply.


    “If you don’t say anything, I’ll take it that you liked it,” Jasper continued.


    “It didn’t feel that good,” Ste replied.


    “I’ll change it up and do something else next time then,” Jasper answered solemnly, his eyes still fixed on her face.


    “What?” Ste did not understand what he meant.


    What was he going to change?!


    “Perhaps my fingers aren’t pleasurable enough,” Jasper exined seriously.


    Ste was speechless.


    She was embarrassed and angry. “We are already broken up, no, divorced! You even signed a marriage contract with Bettany. Jasper, please understand that you are a married man and a soldier. Should you be saying that?”


    “I know my role very well. I will not marry Bettany. I will go back tomorrow and cancel the contract with her. I will remain single forever,” Jasper whispered. He had made up his mind.