I stood outside the obstetrics and gynecology department, I waited for Jasper Torres all morning, but he didn't come.

　　However, I received a call from Jasper. "I'm very busy and don't have time to accompany you. It's up to you."

　　The next second, his childhood sweetheart posted a photo on her Instagram. In the photo, Jasper was bending over to cook on the stove.

　　The caption read, "I had a fever in the middle of the night. Fortunately, I was accompanied by Jasper."

　　I turned around and walked into the operating room. I had an abortion.

　　Later on, I didn't need Jasper to accompany me anymore.

　　However, Jasper knelt down and begged me to love him as before.

　　After diagnosing by the doctor in the Digestive Department, the doctor looked at my examination report and said. "Go to the obstetrics and gynecology department."

　　After diagnosing by the doctor in the obstetrics and gynecology department, I found that I was pregnant for ten weeks.

　　After my quarrel with Jasper, he had never contacted me again.

　　I called him immediately. After a long time, he answered the phone. His low and cold voice came from the other end of the line. "What's the matter?"

　　I was originally a little happy, but my joy was instantly extinguished by his indifference.

　　"Jasper, I'm pregnant."

　　Jasper said, "Where are you? I'll come to you."

　　I waited outside the obstetrics and gynecology department for the whole morning, but I didn't see Jasper.

　　I called him again and asked, "Are you here?"

　　Jasper didn't say anything. A woman's coquettish voice came from the other end of the line. "Jasper, I have a headache."

　　It was childhood sweetheart, Malory Lewis, who had grown up with Jasper.

　　Soon, Jasper said, "I'm very busy and don't have time to accompany you. It's up to you."

　　On countless occasions, every big event in my life had been effected by Malory. At my birthday party, Malory swallowed two sleeping pills and was sent to the hospital. After that, Jasper hurried over to take care of her.

　　Jasper said that I could celebrate my birthday anytime, but it was a matter of life and death.

　　Every night, I would take two sleeping pills to help me to fall asleep. Malory told me that she would commit suicide if she took two sleeping pills.

　　When I got out of the hospital, the glaring sunlight blinded my eyes. I was waiting for the car outside the hospital when I saw the latest post on Malory's Instagram. It was a photo of Jasper. In the photo, he was bending over in front of the stove.

　　The caption read, "Jasper, thank you for taking time out of your busy schedule to accompany me."

　　I had a fever in the middle of the night. Fortunately, Jasper was with him.

　　Jasper also liked this post of her Instagram. Many people didn't know that Jasper and I were secretly married, so our common friend commented Malory: "Your boyfriend's back is so handsome.

　　Jasper saw those comment and like, but he didn't refute it.

　　He had time to accompany his childhood sweetheart who had a fever, but he didn't have time to accompany his wife who had examination in the obstetrics and gynecology department.

　　I remembered what Jasper had said on the phone. "It's up to you."

　　I turned around and went back to the hospital. I went through a series of procedures and lay on the operating table. The cold instruments shuttled in my body.

　　The doctor asked me if I had any family members to accompany me, but I shook my head.

　　When I got home, it was already dark.

　　For the whole day, I did examination alone and had eaten nothing. At this moment, I felt light as if I was stepping on a crumbling chair.

　　I opened the refrigerator, only to find nothing but cold drinks and noodles.

　　I made a bowl of noodles and ate it. When I was about to take a shower, I suddenly remembered the doctor's instructions. "You'd better not wash your hair and take showers in seven days after the operation."

　　In the past, I had always been the first to go home. No matter how late it was, I would wait for Jasper in the living room or did not turn off the light in the living for the convenience of his back.

　　Tonight, I'll turn off all the lights.

　　Because of the operation, I was exhausted, so I sleep tight. I slept until dawn. I didn't even notice that Jasper had come back last night.

　　After his exercise, Jasper wore a thin T-shirt with a towel around his neck and looked at me at the dining table. "Why did you turn off all lights last night."

　　I glanced at him and was stunned by his words. "I couldn't sleep with the lights on, so I turned it off."

　　"Didn't you turn it before?"

　　I poured myself a glass of water and took a sip before replying, "That was in the past."

　　My sleep quality was very poor. I couldn't fall asleep even with a little sound and light. I often had to rely on sleeping candy to have a good sleep.

　　As for Jasper, he always came home very late. He said that he didn't like the felling that there was no one waiting for him when he came back, so I waited for him on the sofa every day and turned on the lights in the living room and bedroom.

　　But he didn't know that the sound of him washing up at night was very loud and the lights were also very bright. I couldn't fall asleep at all.

　　Jasper had changed into a proper suit and looked very elegant.

　　"I'm going to your university today. Let me give you a ride."

　　I was a university teacher, and this was the first time that Jasper had offered to send me off. He had never sent me to university. He told me, "There are too many people in university. It's not good if someone know our secret marriage."

　　I lowered my head and held the cup tightly, and I said. "No need."

　　Jasper's expression changed slightly. He approached me and reached out to touch my head. I subconsciously stepped back.

　　Jasper asked, "Are you feeling unwell?"

　　I shook my head and said, "No, you can leave now. Don't be late."

　　After yesterday's operation, I asked the university to approve a month-long pregnancy leave. Fortunately, the teaching environment in the university was relatively easy, and the leaders approved the leave easily.

　　Jasper was busier than me. He was the boss of the company.

　　I had more free time than him. I often sent him messages, and I could send him several messages when I saw a cute puppy on the side of the road.

　　I would take a picture of my food and send it to him at noon every day.

　　Seeing through our chat history, the green screen was filled with messages from me. Occasionally, he would reply, "Mm."

　　"Got it."

　　The latest message was that I took a B-ray report for him yesterday. "Jasper, we will have a baby."

　　Jasper only received a cold reply, "Got it."

　　I hadn't turned on the lights for him for several nights, nor had I sent him any messages.

　　I thought that Jasper would be relieved. When he just started his business, I used to pester him. I was afraid that he would be too tired from staying up late, so I bought a lot of late-night snacks to go to the company and shared the food with his staff.

　　The colleagues in the company were always curious about their boss's love life. When a strange young girl suddenly appeared, they surrounded me and asked me about my relationship with Jasper. They asked me if I was his girlfriend.

　　There was a smile on my face, and I felt that there were pink bubbles on my head.

　　Jasper interrupted us. "She's not my girlfriend."

　　Jasper sighed helplessly and pulled me back. "Can you not be so childish?"

　　"Do you have to let others know about our relationship."

　　"Daisy, you're an adult. You should have your own things to do. Don't focus on me."

　　I felt a little wronged. He said on the phone that he was a little tired, so I braved the heavy snow to go to more than a dozen shops to buy desserts, but he told me that they were childish.

　　At that time, I just wanted to make him happy. That's all.

　　It was the same thing, bringing him late-night snack, but when it was Malory's turn, his gazes became gentle.

　　I can't get blown by the wind or caught in the rain during my one-month leave from pregnancy. At home, I can only watch TV series or browse my Instagram.

　　Seeing that there was a photo of Jasper in the new post in Instagram, I immediately clicked on it. After being with him for so long, his profile picture had always been simple. He severely posts anything in his Instagram.

　　His first post of Instagram was a photo of the employees of his company, with each of them holding a cup of milk tea.

　　Then, Malory sent a comment, "Jasper, is the milk tea I made delicious."

　　Jasper replied, "It's delicious. Thank you."

　　On the first day we got our marriage certificate, I tiptoed and gently kissed Jasper, asking, "Can you post an official announcement on your Instagram for our relationship."

　　Jasper refused me without hesitation. "Daisy, you know that I don't be interested in those things."

　　My friend said that one of us was like a little sun, and the other was like ice.

　　I updated my Instagram every few days, but Jasper never liked.

　　Malory would occasionally update her Instagram, and every one of them was liked by Jasper.

　　On New Year's Eve, Malory and I posted on our Instagram at the same time. I sat next to Jasper and watched him ignored my post and give Malory's post a like.

　　I grabbed his phone and asked, "Why didn't you give me a like? Why did you give a like to Malory instead?"

　　Jasper was taller than me. He stretched out his long arm and easily took back his phone. "Everyone knows that she is like my sister, but no one knows about our relationship."

　　I casually gave him a like and then continued to read the post in Instagram. I couldn't care less about these things anymore. If it were in the past, I would definitely pester Jasper to post an Instagram for me.

　　After the likes, Jasper immediately sent me a message.

　　Jasper: "I'm working overtime today. I'll be back later."

　　"Got it," I replied…

　　Jasper sent me another message. "It's not just me and Malory. Everyone in the company is coming tonight."

　　I didn't reply. I didn't ask or care.

　　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.