"And it's the fact that I had actually given you a chance.'

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Final Draft: November 18, 2019 11:16 pm

Chapter 8: "And it's the fact that I had actually given you a chance."

My eyes widened and I stepped back from him shaking my head. My eyes burned and tears threatened to fall. "What do you mean? You can't do that." I say tears spilling out. I stepped towards him again and he stepped back. "Jasper, you can't do that." I sob my heart beating so fast. "Who says?" He sneers. I stared at this man with wide eyes. He was capable of anything. Anyone with as much money as him is capable of anything.

"It's either I stay here to be able to wake up with them or I leave and come back tomorrow morning. Knowing how I am right now, I'll do or say something I might regret. So I'll see you tomorrow." He tells me after a few minutes of silence.

I watched as Jasper turned and grabbed his blazer before opening up the door. My hands went to my mouth to cover up the strangled sob I made. With shaky hands, I locked the door and cut off all the lights that were on before making my to my bedroom where I crawled underneath the covers to cry myself to sleep.

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I splashed cold water onto my face in attempt to bring down the redness in my face. My eyes were bloodshot, nose red from blowing it, cheeks red from roughly wiping the tears away, and the constant biting of my lips. I looked a wreck especially with my hair being all over the place. A tangled mess that I have no desire in trying to tame.

As I brushed through the tangles, tears began to already out. I gave up and just left it in its tangled mess down my back and decided to warm Jade and Jaden up a fresh bottle before they woke up. I decided not to wake Maddie up just yet since her school starts late today.

I looked at the clock that read nine o'clock and all I wanted to do was cuddle with my babies, but life seemed to have other plans. There was a soft knock on the front door and I quietly walked over to the door to open it. My eyes land on a tall man dressed in a pair navy blue pants and blazer with a crisp white shirt tucked into his pants. On his feet were a pair of shiny black dress shoes. Jasper wore an expensive watch on his wrist, matching the color of shoes. His hair was down the soft velvet like waves and curls  danced around his face and shoulders.

"Are they up yet?" He asks softly his hand going up to scratch at his beard. I shook my head sighing in relief very quietly happy about his lack of attitude. "No. I'm warming them up a bottle before they wake up." I tell him avoiding eye contact. I closed the door and locked it behind him. Without glancing up at him, I walked around him and to the kitchen already knowing he would follow. It didn't register in my mind that I was still in my tank top and panties until I felt the cool area run over my body. I walked to the cabinet with red cheeks and grabbed their bottles from the lowest shelf.

"Let me help." He whispered from behind me his deep voice scaring me. I turned off the bottle heater and gave him one of the bags of breast milk that was previously frozen. I handed him one and he watched as I opened the bag and pour the hot milk into the bottle before setting it on the counter to cool off. "Breast milk?" He asks throwing the bag into the sink with mines for me to wash later on.

"Yes." I tell him washing out the bags. My hands began to clam up when he placed his hands on either side of me trapping me in-between him and the sink. "How long do you want to keep them on it?" He asks softly one of his hands falling to my hip that slowly slipped up my tank top and around to my stomach. "I don't know maybe until they're three or four. It has so much health benefits." I say.

I jump as he applied pressure onto my stomach instantly pushing me back into him. His warm lips brushed over my shoulders before firmly pressing against the side of my neck. "Jasper." I say as I dry my hands. I turn around and his hand slides to my side gripping those not so cute love handles.              I place my hands against him trying to push him away, only for him to step closer. His other hand reached up cupping the side of my neck his thumb placed under my chin pushing my head up. I looked up into his eyes quietly watching as he leaned down awkwardly since he obviously towered over me but he didn't seem to mind.

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