The Abandoned Wife's Second Chance (Scarlett and Jasper) novel Chapter 147

Chapter 147

(Scarlett’s POV)

“You wanted to propose to me…”

“I wanted to propose to you.”

“But because of the storm…”

“We were unable to go to Hawaii.”

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Because of that, I never got to see the venue he prepared. Because of Virginia, I left him in the hospital, battled and bruised, to nurse my wounded heart in secret.

And knowing Virginia, she must’ve poisoned his mind against me, because of which, he grew colder, more distant from me.

The tears come without warning, hot and relentless, streaming down my face. If I had only stayed, if I had only waited until he saw my face, would I have heard him tell me he loves me?

Would I have gotten the proposal I never received?

“So, my beautiful wife, there’s no need to be jealous. I only see Virginia as a sister. In this world, the only woman I love is you. You are my wife. You are the woman I chose to spend my life with. Everyone else is insignificant.”

The words break me completely. Because this is what I wanted to hear for three years. This is what I begged for, pleaded for, cried for.

I wanted Jasper’s love…but now…

Now it’s too late.

Jasper wipes my tears with his thumb, his action gentle and full of tenderness.

He was never this gentle before. Never this careful, this caring to me. Is the memory loss that powerful? To even change his attitude?

I gaze at him, confused and dazed.

This Jasper is so unlike the Jasper I’ve come to hate, so much like the Jasper I’ve once been madly in love with, that I don’t know what to feel anymore.

“Don’t cry, Letty. I’ll make it up to you. I promise, after my discharge, we’ll go on that honeymoon. After all, I still need to propose to you.” Jasper sighs, pulling me to his chest.

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I can’t even cry anymore. I don’t have a reason to. If Jasper asks why I’m still crying, should I tell him we’re no longer together?

That our honeymoon is history. Our marriage is history. That the proposal I never received….in this life, I will never receive it.

Because now, I’m already engaged to another man. I’m no longer his wife Scarlett Blake, but the fiance of another man, Scarlett Stone.

My engagement ring feels heavy on my finger. I twist it, and Jasper’s eyes follow the

movement.

“Never seen that one before.” He comments. “Did you buy it recently?”

Before I can respond, the door opens and Virginia walks in. Her eyes immediately narrow when she sees our clasped hands.

“I hope I’m not interrupting anything,” she says sweetly, but there’s venom underneath.

Jasper looks at her with a frown. “What’s with your tone? Is this how you talk to your sister–in–law?”

Sister-in–law.

The title stuns Virginia to the spot.

It’s the same title she used to call me before I left four years ago.

I remember Virginia used to use it to taunt me, to mock me, to remind me of my insignificance in Jasper’s life compared to her.

She used to use the title as a smokescreen for her little tricks whenever she took Jasper

from my

side. away

Now, hearing the same title again, from Jasper’s mouth no less, gives me a twisted sense of delight.

I can’t help but turn my head to hide the smile curling my lips. Is this what people call karma? If it is, its slap is resoundingly sweet.

“Jas…Jasper…” Virginia stutters, staring at him as if he’s grown two heads.

“Letty and I just escaped a disaster. Go and see if there’s something light to relax our nerves in the hospital cafeteria. Better yet, why don’t you make something. I remember you always complained about not having the chance to do anything for Letty because of your health condition?”

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Virginia’s face turns fifty shades of gray. I almost feel sorry for her.

Almost.

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Because as pitiful as she looks now, I haven’t forgotten this is the same woman who made my life hell. The same woman who wore my favorite pajamas and sat next to my husband, acting like the lady of the house.

“Jasper, I…”

“Go on. And next time? Make sure to knock before entering. You’re not a little kid anymore, Virginia. You should by now it’s ill–mannered to enter a room without knocking.” Jasper’s words are cold, ruthless, almost forcing her to tears.

Virginia throws me a venomous look before storming out of the room.

“Now, where were we?” Jasper asks with a mischievous grin.

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