Chapter 9
The wedding was set for two weeks later.
News spread fast.
Old classmates and friends called with congratulations, but I didn’t answer a single one.
focused on Peyton, spent those two weeks talking Jasper up to her, over and over.
lowly, she went from resistance to acceptance–accepting that her life now included a father figure, accepting this new home.
Sometimes, she’d even call him “Daddy.”
he first time it happened, Jasper froze.
hat cold, detached look on his face? Gone. Replaced by something softer, almost confused.
Then he snapped out of it, scooping her into his arms, clumsily feeding her.
He was clumsy as hell. But Peyton didn’t complain and ate every bite.
Afterward, she looked up at me with a sweet smile.
Mommy, is this what you wanted?”
froze.
If this makes you happy, I can do even better.”
thought she didn’t understand.
urns out, I was the blind one.
week before the wedding, I got a call from an unknown number.
ilence on the other end.
was about to hang up when a voice finally spoke.
Should I call you Mrs. Hawthorne now? Or still Quinn?”
hat’s when I realized who it was.
Vesley–Jasper’s ex. The intern I used to supervise.
didn’t want any drama.
What do you want?”
he laughed coldly.
You really think he loves you? He’s just bored. Wanted something new.”
‘Quinn, you’re pathetic.”
“You flirted with him at work, made him ditch me just to see you. And now you’ve trapped him into marrying you. A used up single mom.”
Mr. Fake–Mute’s Love Game Ended When I stapped Playing the FOO
Chapter 9
“You-”
I didn’t let her finish and hung up.
I turned to the father–daughter duo playing nearby.
He was actually learning how to be a dad, busy but attentive.
He glanced back at me. “Who was that?”
I didn’t lie. “Your ex.”
He frowned. “Vivian?”
froze, didn’t expect him to think of her first.
shook my head and went back to the room.
Didn’t matter–whether it was Wesley, who lasted three days. Or Vivian, who stuck around for years.
didn’t care.
A few minutes later, Jasper walked in, keys in hand.
Your wedding dress arrived this morning. Custom–made. Wanna try it on?”
didn’t move.
He simply scooped me up and carried me to the next room.
He helped me into the dress, standing me in front of the full–length mirror.
t fit perfectly, looked beautiful.
pair of big hands settled on my waist. Jasper rested his head on my shoulder, breath warm against my neck.
I’d been five years since we were this close. I felt uneasy and instinctively turned my head.
tried ignoring the heat of his gaze. But it burned anyway.
tried pulling away. He held tighter.
Quinn. The past is over.”
We can get back together.”
e closed his eyes, voice barely a whisper.
Forgive me. I don’t want to let you go.”
let him carry me to the bed. Let him take off the dress. Let it happen.
fterward, he held me and lit a cigarette as always.
moke curling between us. Just like that hotel room five years ago.
sat up and snatched the cigarette from his lips, taking a long drag.
le smiled. “You miss it?”
Wait. I’ll go buy you the women’s kind.”
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Chapter 9
You-
didn’t let her finish and hung up.
turned to the father daughter duo playing nearby.
fe was actually learning how to be a dad, busy but attentive.
le glanced back at me. “Who was that?”
didn’t lie. “Your ex.”
te frowned. “Vivian?”
froze, didn’t expect him to think of her first.
shook my head and went back to the room.
idn’t matter–whether it was Wesley, who lasted three days. Or Vivian, who stuck around for years.
didn’t care.
L few minutes later, Jasper walked in, keys in hand.
Your wedding dress arrived this morning. Custom
didn’t move.
-made. Wanna try it on?”
le simply scooped me up and carried me to the next room.
le helped me into the dress, standing me in front 2.
t fit perfectly, looked beautiful.
of the full–length mirror.
pair of big hands settled on my waist. Jasper rested his head on my shoulder, breath warm against my neck.
t’d been five years since we were this close. I felt uneasy and instinctively turned my head.
tried ignoring the heat of his gaze. But it burned anyway.
tried pulling away. He held tighter.
Quinn. The past is over.”
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