Seeing that Boyce was at a loss for words, Jasmine grabbed his hands from under the table. Earlier, she was still angry with him for not contacting her and giving her the cold shoulder. But she was soft- hearted seeing his overwhelmed look.
Boyce clutched his hand, with his palm sweating.
Jasmine and Boyce went back after dinner.
Jasmine sat in the passenger seat while Boyce drove. They were quiet and didn’t say anything.
Jasmine grabbed the seat belt on her chest and spoke first, “Don’t you have anything to say to me?”
In fact, Boyce had many things to ask Jasmine, just that he didn’t know how.
Jasmine sighed, “After you left that day, I woke up, and you were already gone, and never called me. You just sent me a message, and… forget about it.”
She found that there was no point in mentioning it now.
Boyce pulled the car over to the roadside. He thought for a moment before saying, “I was swamped back then.”
Jasmine lowered her eyes and said, “But you rarely contacted me after that. Was it so hard to send me a message to say hello and that you missed me?” “Sometimes it’s very late, and I thought you would be resting…..”
“I’ve been waiting for you to contact me every day.” Jasmine looked up at him, interrupting his words, with tears filling her eyes.
Boyce instantly panicked, seeing her on the verge of tears, “Jasmine, I’m sorry.”
Jasmine wiped the corners of her eyes, “Forget it.”
She knew he was like this when she was with him. There was nothing to complain about.
“Go home.”
She turned her head to look ahead.
Boyce blamed himself for seeing her cry and reached out to wipe her tears, “It was an oversight on my part. I’ll call you when I have time…”
Jasmine looked at him, wrapped her arms around his neck, buried her face in the nook of his neck and choked, “I didn’t mean to be angry with you. It’s just that when you don’t contact me, I can’t help myself thinking that you don’t love me, don’t care about me, don’t want me… We’ve just been so close, and I just want you to care more about me…”
Boyce hugged her, caressing her back, “I miss you a lot. I love you.”
“Why didn’t you call me then?” Jasmine questioned.
Boyce had nothing to say, “It won’t happen again.”
Jasmine sniffled, “Will you call me?”
Boyce nodded, “Definitely will. Don’t cry.”
Jasmine wiped her tears and said, “Let’s go.”
Boyce let go of her but didn’t drive away immediately. He was silent for a while before saying to Jasmine, “I’ve learned my lesson.”
She was still young, and he just left like that after making her a woman. He understood that she felt terrible for not accompanying and contacting her.
“Just tell me if you’re unhappy. Sometimes I may not notice it, but you have to believe that I like you.” He, who was so at ease at work, became at a loss and nervous when facing Jasmine.
Jasmine hummed, “I know.”
It was too hard to get him to find out for himself. He was just too straight.
“Let’s go home.” Jasmine said again, and Boyce started the car this time.
After a while, the car pulled up in the car park of the neighbourhood they lived in. The two got out of the vehicle, and Boyce asked, “You said that you have many classes and need to stay in school. Is it because you’re angry with me?”
Jasmine laughed helplessly, “You just found out, huh?”
Boyce was speechless.
“Geez.” Jasmine held his arm, “Fine. It’ll be alright after getting used to it.”
He was such a straight man. She just had to love the man she had chosen.
He was dull, so then just let her take the initiative.
It served her right for loving him.
Boyce pressed the button for their floor after entering the lift. No one was in the lift. Jasmine stood on tiptoe and kissed his lips, asking him, “Do you miss me?”
Boyce gulped, illustrating his state of mind at this moment. How could he not miss her?
As the saying goes, ‘Absence makes the heart grow fonder.’ Not to mention that he had been single for so long. How much he missed her?
He wrapped his arm around Jasmine’s waist and clasped her in his arms, stroking her head.
The lift stopped with a ding, and they stepped out of it.
When Boyce reached the door of the house, he opened the door. Jasmine was standing behind him. The phone in her pocket vibrated. She took out her phone and Elaine was calling her. She answered the phone.
“Jasmine, when are you coming back?” Jasmine took some daily necessities to the hostel and she had said that she would stay in the hostel for a few days. It was almost ten o’clock and Jasmine hadn’t returned. Therefore, Elaine called her.
Jasmine walked into the house. She raised her eyes and looked at Boyce. Boyce was also looking at her. She pressed her lips and said with a low voice, “I will not go back tonight.”
“Why?” Elaine didn’t know that Boyce had returned. Jasmine had said that Boyce was on a business trip and he wasn’t at home during this period of time.
Jasmine said with a low voice, “My husband is back.”
“Oh.” Elaine pursed her lips, “Then, I am not disturbing you.”
After saying that, she hung up her phone. She sat on her bed in the hostel and she was envious of Jasmine in her heart. Jasmine hadn’t graduated and she had found a good man to marry. Furthermore, the man had good social status and he knew a lot of rich people. He could simply gift Jasmine a present that was worth more than two thousand dollars.
She sighed. ‘There is something I couldn’t envy. I have to work hard myself.’
Jasmine hung up the phone and put the phone back into her pocket. Boyce asked her, “Who called you?”
Jasmine walked to the table and poured a glass of water and said, “My classmate.”
After saying that, she drank the water. She turned her head and saw Boyce standing in place while looking at her. She reached out her hands and touched her face, “Is there anything on my face? Why are you looking at me like this?”
Boyce didn’t say anything.
Jasmine saw that Boyce’s dirty clothes were in the basket. She walked towards it and put his clothes into the washing machine. Other people’s husbands would bring back some gifts to his wife after going on a business trip. He only brought back dirty clothes.
She sighed.
New Book: Beginning with a Daring Encounter
Celsie was tired of being labeled as an introvert, workaholic, and dull virgin by her friends. Determined to prove them wrong, she made a bet that she would do something daring on her 25th birthday. Now that the day had arrived, it was time to fulfill her promise. On her daring to-do list, there was one task: a one-night stand with someone.