The Abandoned Wife's Second Chance (Scarlett and Jasper) novel Chapter 101

Chapter 101

(Jasper’s POV)

The drug makes everything fuzzy around the edges, but I’m not as far gone as Virginia thinks.

I’ve been awake for the last ten minutes, lying perfectly still while she arranges this sick little scene. Rose petals on the bed. My shirt tossed on the floor. Her dress thrown carelessly next to it.

When she stripped down to nothing and curled up against me, every muscle in my body wanted to recoil. But

I stay frozen, waiting to see what she plans to do…how far she’ll take this.

Then I hear footsteps in the hallway. A familiar voice calling my name.

Scarlett.

My heart stops. So this is her plan? To have Scarlett witness us in bed together? I want to open my eyes. To sit up and bring an end to Virginia’s sick game. But as I am about to shift, something stops me in place.

Some twisted need to know what Scarlett really thinks of me. How she would react to this scene.

“Oh,” Virginia’s voice is soft, surprised. “You came.”

Through my barely open eyelids, I see Scarlett freeze in the doorway. The look on her face… God, the look on

her face destroys me. It’s as if I’ve ripped her heart out.

“I’m so sorry,” Virginia continues, her fingers trailing across my chest. It takes everything I have not to flinch

away. “I know how this must look. But Jasper… he begged me to stay. He said he couldn’t bear for me to

leave.”

No. No, I didn’t. I never asked her to do anything, let alone begging her to stay. I never knew Virginia could tell

a lie with such conviction.

“We didn’t mean for it to happen,” Virginia continues smoothly. “But when I told him I was leaving… he broke

down completely. He said he’d been lying to himself, that he’d always loved me. One thing led to another and …I hope you don’t mind.”

What the hell? I want to scream. To sit up and slap some shame, some sense back into her. But Scarlett…will

she fight for me? Will she care that I slept with Virginia? The desperate need to know stops me from acting.

Virginia keeps talking, painting this picture of a desperate reunion between childhood sweethearts. It’s sick. Twisted. Every word that comes out of her mouth renews everything I thought I knew about her.

But then Scarlett speaks, and her voice is… calm.

Painfully calm.

She moves closer to the bed, and I feel her studying my face. Her voice gets stronger as she calls my name.

Once. Twice.

I almost open my eyes and respond to her call. But I need to hear what she really thinks glues me to the bed.

“How interesting,” she says, and there’s something different in her tone now. Something sharp, cold, condescending. “For a man who supposedly made passionate love to you for hours, he’s remarkably… out

cold.”

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Chapter 101

Wait. What?

That’s not the reaction I expected. I’m still wearing my underwear. Virginia never actually… we never…

“We… we’ve been at it for hours…. he’s exhausted…”

“Really? He was so drunk he hasn’t even stirred since I walked in here shouting his name, but he was lucid enough to do the deed with you?”

Virginia is rendered speechless. And so am I.

“You know what else is interesting, Virginia? It wasn’t Jasper, but you who texted me tonight. You orchestrated all of this, didn’t you? The hotel room. The champagne. The rose petals. This whole pathetic scene is your set–up.”

I’m surprised. I didn’t expect Scarlett to see through Virginia’s lies so quickly. But then I remember her telling

me Virginia pretended to have panic attacks to get me away from her. Now, I feel like a fool for not believing

her.

“You know what? It doesn’t matter.”

What?

“This. These childish games. You don’t need to do this, Virginia.”

I hear Virginia gasp, her shock no less than mine. She stutters, asking about me, and I hold my breath in

anticipation for Scarlett’s answer.

“Jasper was my past,” she says. “My mistake.”

The words hit me like a physical blow. My mistake. Is that what I am to her now? A mistake?

“I have Lily now. I have my bakery. I have a life that doesn’t revolve around him, trying to hold onto something

that was never really mine to begin with.”

A deprecating smile stretches my lips. She doesn’t care about me. She doesn’t care about what relationship!

have with Virginia.

I’ve lost her, truly and completely.

“I’ve moved on, Virginia. And maybe it’s time you did too.”

Her footsteps fade towards the door and when I hear it close behind her with a soft click, I know she’s gone.

Just like that. Without hesitating, without causing a fuss, she walked out as if I never meant anything to her.

She doesn’t care. Not about Virginia’s schemes. Not about losing me. Not about any that happens between

1. us.

As she said, perhaps I really was just a mistake to her.

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