That was Jasper’s college classmate. I wasn’t very familiar with him.

Jasper shook his head. He stood up to drink some water.

The moment he entered the kitchen, the phone across the table rang.

That was Jasper's phone.

I looked up when I heard the sound.

A message popped up on his Twitter. Kathy: [I like handsome and interesting people. How about you?]

Before I could take a closer look, Jasper had already come out of the kitchen.

I looked away. He obviously noticed that I saw the message. He kept glancing at me while drinking the water.

Seeing that there was nothing unusual about me, he glanced at his phone. He smiled.

I looked into his eyes and asked, "What's wrong?"

He shook his head. He took his phone to the bathroom. He replied, "Nothing. A colleague wanted to talk to me."

His subconscious action of hiding his phone was so eye-catching.

Jasper never avoided me when sending messages before. His phone password was also my birthday.

Before going to bed at night, Jasper came up to me.

He whispered, "Zoe, I will be running for manager next month. This position is very important to me."

I nodded. I looked at him with a bit of doubt.

Jasper fed me the freshly cut fruit. He said, "We have been together for many years. I think it's time for me to meet Mr. Grey."

I was promoted quickly in the company. Jasper always suspected that I was Mr. Edward's relative. He was hinting at this.

I touched his shoulders. I said, "Don't worry. You did a good job. If you prepare well for the election, you will definitely get the position."

Jasper's expression changed suddenly. He said, "Zoe, I have been waiting for this position for almost two years.

"Among the candidates, there are those with higher qualifications than me. Some are more experienced than me. I don't have much chance to win."

Jasper became emotional. I didn't know how to calm him down.

"Jasper, believe me. As long as you prepare well..."

Jasper became impatient. He said sternly, "Zoe! If you don't want to help me, just shut up!

"You don't understand me at all. Your family is rich! You got promoted quickly thanks to your father. You have no idea how hard it is for me to wait for an opportunity like this."

I was stunned for a moment. How could Jasper speak to me like that?

I shouted, "Bullshit! I got my current position step by step on my own.

"Dad said he wanted to help me, but I refused.

"You slandered me for your own incompetence. How dare you?"

Seeing that I was angry, Jasper realized that he had said something wrong. He hugged me and apologized quickly.

"Zoe, I was wrong. I was too anxious. I shouldn't have said such things. I'm sorry."

Jasper had lost a lot of weight recently.

I forgave him.

I still liked Jasper. I don’t want to ruin our relationship.

I went on a business trip for a week.

After that night, he rarely called me. He replied to my messages several hours later.

I sent him so many messages. But Jasper just replied with an "Ok."

Jasper changed his attitude toward me. He became cold.

I knew something was wrong. I rushed to complete the task assigned by the company. I returned two days earlier.

When I got home, Jasper hadn't gone home yet.

I waited on the couch from five in the afternoon until 11 at night. Jasper never came back.

I sent him a message: [Where are you?]

No reply.

I called him.

He still didn't reply.

I called a few of his friends. They also didn't know where he was.

I thought, "How could he suddenly disappear without a trace?"

I stayed awake all night. I was nervous.

At six o'clock the next morning, there was the sound of a key unlocking the door.

Jasper came back. He smelled strongly of alcohol. His shirt was wrinkled. He was surprised to see me.

He said, "Why are you coming back?

"Have you eaten yet? You didn't tell me you would come home earlier. Did you order some food for yourself?"

I stood up. I said angrily, "I've been waiting for you all night."

Jasper frowned. "Why are you waiting for me? I had something to do last night. I invited my colleagues to go to the party. I got drunk and slept in a hotel."

I doubted what he said. I became suspicious.

While he was taking a shower, I looked through his clothes. There was no smell of perfume, lipstick marks, or women's long hair on them.

Jasper once told me that he wouldn't fool around with other women. He thought it was disgusting.

I wondered, "Am I worrying too much? Maybe Jasper didn't lie. He got drunk and slept in a hotel. So he didn't come home."