Dolores snickered, seeing Boyce’s hilarious look.
Boyce looked at Jasmine for a moment and then looked at the necklace around her neck. He didn’t see Jasmine wearing this necklace before. She had never worn any jewellery such as a necklace. He felt panic instantly. All the male students in her school were of equal age, plus he was busy these two months and not much at home.
He couldn’t just say anything to Jasmine in front of so many people. So he just bit the bullet, “You can’t just accept other people’s things.”
Jasmine took a bite of her food and chewed slowly, “It’s a wedding gift, so I can’t refuse it.”
Boyce’s face looked ugly, “He still gave it to you even knowing that you’re married?”
Jasmine nodded.
Boyce pursed his lips, “Give it back. I’ll buy you whatever you like.”
Jasmine couldn’t hold back her laughter, “Do you really want me to return it to Dolores?”
Boyce was speechless.
He turned to Dolores.
Dolores looked at him, “I gave it to her. I did that on purpose just now, just to give you a sense of crisis. Jasmine is young and beautiful, and there must be boys pursuing her in school. You need to be more attentive. You have to take it to heart even if you’re married.”
“I got.” Boyce felt aggrieved. He had always been charming to Jasmine.
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.
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