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."

[Zoe, please help me pay the bill.]

The next day when I went to work, Jasper sent me a message.

I clicked on the link. Jasper wanted to buy three pairs of underwear for ten dollars.

Jasper was asking me to pay for him again! Just ten dollars!

I looked at Jasper's handsome photo on the screensaver. I paid the bill.

Then Jasper replied: [Thank you.]

Three minutes later.

Jasper sent another message: [I think we should break up.]

Then he texted again: [I've thought about it for a long time. Life has been too stressful recently. You're so busy with work. I have my things to do. I feel like we're not suitable. You can continue to live in the house. I already moved out my luggage.]

I rubbed my forehead. I threw the folder on the table.

The assistant next to me asked quietly, "Ms. Grey, is there something wrong with the file?"

"It's okay. I'll email you the parts that need to be revised later. Go and have a rest first."

I couldn't help but recall every detail of our past. I texted him: [Are you serious?]

The message was not sent successfully. Jasper deleted me on Twitter.

Jasper wasn't like this before.

He was handsome, hard working and ambitious.

On my birthday and anniversary, he would give me the best gifts he could afford.

I still remembered that we were sitting on a bench by the lake in the school. I touched his face.

His ears turned red. He slowly came closer to kiss me.

At the last moment, I suddenly turned around and kissed him. It was his first kiss.

He was startled. He didn't dare to look at me. I looked at him and smiled.

Thinking of the past, I took the elevator downstairs. I came to the department where Jasper was.

"Is Jasper here?"

His colleague heard my voice. He shouted towards Jasper.

"Jasper, someone is looking for you!"

The company didn't allow office romances. Anyone who broke this rule would be fired.

Jasper and I had always been in a secret relationship. We would avoid each other in the company. No one knew about our relationship.

As soon as Jasper saw me, he grabbed my sleeve and walked out without saying a word.

"Why are you here? Didn't we agree to break up?" He asked.

I wanted to speak. But I couldn't say anything for a moment. Jasper had never been so mean to me before.

"I don't want to break up. This is a gift for you." I said.

Jasper’s birthday was in a few days. I customized the watch half a year in advance. I just received it yesterday. The price of this watch was one million dollars.

One of Jasper's colleagues happened to come up from downstairs. He ran into us.

"Jasper, hurry up. We have a meeting soon."

Jasper spoke in a gentle tone,

"Okay, Zoe. I'll accept the gift. You can go back now! I still have things to do."

I made a reservation at a nice restaurant. I said, "After your election next week, I will take you to dinner."

Jasper interrupted me. When talking about the election, his eyes lit up. He said, "I will definitely win the position."

Seeing him like this, I should have been relieved.

But for some reason, I felt uneasy inside.

However, I remembered one more thing.

My cousin, Kathy Edward, also worked in this department. She asked me out last week, but I was too busy to go. We then made another appointment to meet this weekend.