My Wife Is A Seer

[Warranty].

[Promise not to get skin-to-skin with Jasper.]

[Promise not to think of Jasper].

[Promise not to be in the same frame with Jasper, not to open up to the public about your relationship with Jasper, and not to fall in love with Jasper].

[Promise not to care about Jasper, not to fancy in front of Jasper, not to clean up his room, not to cook gourmet food to catch Jasper’s stomach, and all Jasper will ever get to eat is bad cooking].

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The last one was the most outrageous: [After Reeva returns, I promise to leave Jasper at the first opportunity. Whether or not Jasper loves me and has lingering feelings, I will not contact Jasper and will not affect their married life.]

Jasper’s breath turned heavy as he ripped off his tie and tossed it aside: “Joey, don’t be too nice to Helena in the future. I am nice to her, but she regards me as nothing.” He raced back to the Howard’s and slapped his phone in front of Spencer: “This is your manners? To bully a girl? Don’t you feel ashamed?”

Spencer sent him the warranty, because he wanted him to see Helena’s attitude: Helena did not have him in her heart, or she would not just write whatever he said.

Putting down his cup of tea, Spencer raised his eyebrows, “Jasper, is this how you talk to me now?”

Jasper was very principled: if he says Helena can’t be touched, she can’t be touched, and he’ll never let go anyone who touches her! Ignoring Spencer’s tone, he zoomed right in on the picture: “For every clause of the warranty, I will help her break the commandments one by one. She can’t have skin-to-skin to me? How much strength can she have to resist me if I want to force her?”

“Don’t you dare!”

“See if I dare!”

Spencer’s voice squeezed out from between his teeth, and Jasper’s eyes were as cold as an ice cave: “If I didn’t make myself clear before, I’ll say it again now: if you don’t know how crazy I am, you can go see the Doyle family. I will torture the Doyle family little by little. Do you think the marriage between the two families is the end of the story? No! This is just the beginning!”

Spencer was furious: “You dare to threaten me? I’m your grandfather! Are you going to disown your grandfather for her?”

Jasper’s emotions were out of control, he burst into rage like a roaming beast, his eyes bloodshot red: “What’s a grandfather? What is the use of grandfather? You are bullying the young, bullying the weak. Mind things that you should mind!”

“What didn’t I mind?”

“Did you mind that Scarlet drugged me? Did you care why she was targeting me? Was it her idea to target me, or was it someone else’s idea? The Bates family’s venue, where the Doyle family doesn’t even mess around, why would Scarlet dare to do so?”

“……” Spencer was dumbfounded by his question: it was true that he did not care these things, for there was no ultimate mistake. Scarlet was punished accordingly.

“You don’t care about anything, you go and mind her?”

“Jasper ………”

“OK, it doesn’t matter. But have you ever thought about what would have happened if I hadn’t escaped that fate? If I had been the one to make a fool of myself in public instead of Elias, what would have happened to me now? Would there still be a place for me in the Howard family? Would the Bates family still let me continue to wait for Reeva? Grandpa, I am a human being, breathing human being, not a marriage tool for your amusement!”Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

“……” Spencer’s heart was poked hard by his words: he was aggrieved, and they all knew it. But he couldn’t back out of the relationship between the two families; to do so would be to cut off all.

One was brotherly love, the other was grandfatherly love. He only wanted Jasper to hold back a little longer. The Bates family had given the word that if Reeva didn’t return in two years, the marriage contract was off.

“I’ll say it one last time: leave her alone, just come at me!” Jasper turned away with these harsh words and sped all the way back to Panyan Villa. There was a bit of traffic on the road, moving forward inch by inch, just like his congested mood with nowhere to go.

8pm.

He returned to the villa and kicked open the living room door with a loud bang.

Helena was cooking in the kitchen when she heard a loud noise and was startled. She took off her apron and ran out, and was grabbed and pushed against the wall by Jasper who rushed in, his voice furious: “I’m not treating you well, am I? I didn’t take care of you much, did I? When Wendy was being blackmailed, you could fight for her, why can’t you fight for me? I’m not worthy, am I? Am I? Is that so?”

Being asked the questions in one breath, Helena was shocked, and she looked at him with fear and anxiety. He was like a different person, not cold, not calm, only the emotions of rage roaming around, like an irritated beast.

“I ……”

“You write whatever he tells you to write? He told you to leave me behind, and you left me behind? Helena, what am I? What am I? Or am I just a tool in your hearts?”

His voice was almost hoarse, and a layer of mist rose in his eyes. Helena’s heart stung hard, and she understood the reason for his anger: it was the warranty! He didn’t like the contents and it was completely against his covenant!

But …… what could she do?

She could steal him from Reeva! And Jasper was not a man she could grab just because she wanted to!

Her arm was tugged by him and she was dragged all the way upstairs. His steps were big and hurried, and she stumbled along beside him, “Jasper, calm down! Can we talk first?”

As if he hadn’t heard her, but dragged her all the way upstairs.

At the entrance to the staircase was a new shoe cabinet he had just installed, specifically for her slippers. To ensure she was in the right mood, seven pairs of slippers in seven styles and seven colours could be worn in a different mood every day.

He shook off her arm, picked up the shoe cabinet and ran downstairs, out of the living room, slamming it outwards, “Not worthy!”

Helena was stunned, her eyes opening wider than her mouth.

Jasper hurried upstairs again, and she was about to speak, but he pulled her into the room and ripped all her clothes out of the wardrobe: “I’m not good to you. You go out and find someone who can be nice to you.”

He gathered her things into a ball and threw them down the window.

He then pulled her downstairs and pushed her through the living room door: “Get out! Get as far away as you can! Don’t ever let me see you again!” He closed the door, the bright and radiant villa was instantly plunged into darkness.

Helena stood at the door in her slippers, dumbfounded and at a loss, she rapped on the living room door: “Jasper, open the door, let’s talk. Things are not what you think they are. I didn’t dump you. Reeva has not come back. I can be there for you until she comes back. Jasper, she hasn’t come back for so many years, what if she has a lover on the frontier and doesn’t come back?”