Exclusive Memory

"That's great. It's good for you. Otherwise, Steve won't care about you without other's attacked. It's a pity that one's manager has
given up on her or him. Besides, one has signed with someone and has to work for the manager for several years. You couldn't
afford to wait. "
"Yes. I won't make such a mistake even if you didn't mention it. After all, Mr. Jasper has a girlfriend. I can't get be third person
involved in this. Don't worry."
This time, it was Aimee's turn to be shocked. She asked incredibly, "does he have a girlfriend?"
"Yes, I've met her before. She is about my age and very beautiful."
Aimee was shocked and remained in a trance for a long time. "How could he have a girlfriend... Didn't he say that he had no
interest in love... How come he has a girlfriend? "
All of a sudden, Ashley felt pity for Aimee. It should be said that all the women who hold on deeply and cannot get who she loved
were very poor. Although Ashley didn't know much about what kind of person Jasper was, she could get to know from others that
Jasper was a very cold person, at least in the aspect of love.
Looking at Aimee, Ashley felt lucky again that she had composure. Due to Jasper's charm and the favor he had saved her from
danger, she was not moved at all. 'Well, good. Divorced people are really different. '
With a sigh in her heart, Ashley left Aimee and went to meet Jasper with her hemline. The floor at the backstage was not very
clean, and there might be a box of lipstick or something. She wore stilettos and bowed her head to look at her feet. On the way,
Jasper came over and held her arm. "What did you say to Aimee for such a long time?"
Just now, Ashley looked at Aimee, but looked up at Jasper. Moreover, since they were so close to each other, her neck was even
more crazier. "She said that you would never fall in love with anyone in the company. She told me not to have any love affair with
you. Otherwise, I would end up miserable." After telling her the truth, Ashley put her neck down. It was so painful that she didn't
know what Jasper's expression was.
"Okay. Let's go home." The man's voice was deep. Nobody could tell whether he was happy or angry.
"Okay." Ashley left the hall with him.
The high-heeled shoes were new. She didn't try on them carefully when she bought them because of Sara. At first, she walked
fine, but after walking for a while, she stood there, feeling a little painful at her toes. As she walked, she felt more and more

painful. According to her past experience, Ashley thought that her toe was probably scratched.
Alas, she couldn't help but howl in her heart. That gardener Dustin was right. Jasper was a lucky man, and the retribution for his
bad luck would come on her. Jasper's girlfriend had been suspicious of him buying a dress and going to an award ceremony
together with his admirers who taught her a lesson.
Jasper walked beside her and slowed down as much as possible to accommodate her. However, when he saw that Ashley
walked more and more slowly, he finally felt something wrong. "What's wrong with you?" He asked.
"My feet seem to be rubbed through."
"Why didn't you say anything?"
The man's voice was angry, and Ashley immediately knew that it was better not to say anything.
Looking at Ashley's pitiful look, Jasper couldn't lost his temper. "You wait for me here. I'll drive the car over."
After Jasper drove the car over, Ashley sat on the passenger seat. Jasper turned on the car light, he took out a box of band aid
from the storage and said, "I'll see which foot it is."
Ashley felt too embarrassed to let a man look at her feet. "It's okay. It's okay. I'll take care of it myself when we get home."
Having no choice, Jasper put the band aid back in place and said, "take off the shoes, don't put them on again."
For her, taking off her shoes in front of a man as unbearable as taking off her clothes, though her feet were not in secret. She
shook her head and said, "let's talk about it later at home. It won't matter as long as I don't walk or stand."
Jasper looked at her and finally did not say anything.
When they returned to Zhan family's house, they went into their own room. As expected, Ashley's skin was scraped off. There
was someone knocking at the door. Ashley put her feet away and said, "come in."
The servant carry the medicine box and came in, "Miss Ashley, the master asked me to bring the medicine box here."
Ashley's heart skipped a beat at the maid's words. Although Jasper had sensed her resistance, he still thought of her injuries. He
summoned a maid and brought in a first aid box. "Thank you. Please leave it here."
The maid put the first aid box on the table under the floor to ceiling window.

"Does Mr. Jasper take a rest?"
"No. he went to the study room after he gave instructions. He must have something to deal with." The maid said and left.
Ashley sat there in a daze for a while. She felt that Jasper was not in a good mood today. Of course, he was always not in a
good mood, but today seemed to be in a terrible mood.
After dealing the wound on her feet, changing home clothes, putting on slippers, Ashley went downstairs. Nelson had already
fallen asleep. The others returned to their rooms even if they didn't sleep so early. The entire villa was quiet. She went to the
kitchen and got herself a glass of warm water. After taking a sip, she cast a glance at the study room and thought for a while.
Then she turned around and opened the refrigerator.
There were all kinds of semi-finished products on the frozen floor. In order to make them convenient, she found shrimps and
chicken balls and then took a doll dish from the refrigerator. She opened the fire, put a little water in the casserole, and cooked it
with shrimp, chicken ball, and other ingredients, such as baby vegetables, scallion, coriander and coriander, which were easy to
cook.
She found a plate, put the night snack and various kinds of tableware, took it to the study, and knocked at the door.
"Come in." Ashley opened the door and walked in with the food.
As the files on the desk weren't spread out but an ashtray, Jasper didn't deal with anything. There were several cigarette butts in
it.
"We didn't have a good dinner tonight. I cooked something for you. Let's have it together." She put the midnight snack on the tea
table.
With a cigarette between his fingers, Jasper stared at her with a pair of cold eyes. There was a complex emotion hiding in his
eyes. Ashley could not tell how he was feeling at the moment.
Then she sat on the sofa beside the tea table. The sofa was soft and comfortable, which reminded her of the unpleasant things
that had happened in this study room! All of a sudden, Ashley's body became stiff. She had deliberately forgotten it before, but
now she suddenly remembered that this man had her photo in his hand! And right on this sofa, they had had an intimate
entanglement!
After taking a few cigarette, Jasper was in a better mood. He took a deep breath and stubbed out the cigarette in the ashtray.
Then he walked over and sat on the sofa. "You can cook."

But Ashley was so nervous that she stood up at once.
Not knowing why, Jasper frowned and asked, "what's wrong with you?"
She sat back slowly, "I don't like being touched by anyone. You were sitting too close just now."
She had used this reason last time during the collective training test. However, Jasper was so convinced that he really moved
outside. Noticing that he was a CEO of a company and had been cheated into doing this by her, Ashley felt sorry for him. Her
mood lightened a little. She reached out her hand to grab a bowl of night snack, and asked, "Mr. Jasper, you were not in a good
mood tonight, weren't you?"
"Yeah, just a little boring." "From tomorrow on, as long as there's no news, you can go back to the company to continue your
training. In the morning, you practice classical dance, calligraphy, and music in the afternoon." Jasper moved his night snack
closer to him.
"I can understand the classical dance. But why calligraphy?"
Taking a sip of soup, Jasper said, "I want to cultivate your emotion."
As what Jasper said, the next day, Ashley got up at 7:30 again and went to the company with him by car. After practicing for a
whole day, she went back to the time of training. Not only did she work in the gym, but also in the company. She could also see
other colleagues in the training together. It seemed that they were all trained by their agents.
However, with Ashley enviable physique, it wouldn't be long that she could live a peaceful life. On that day, Ashley was doing
yoga with the coach. When Jasper came to the gym to see her in person, she found that Jasper looked unhappy. Without any
delay, she changed her clothes and went out with Jasper.
When they got into the car, Jasper gave his mobile phone to her while Ashley took it and saw a post about her.
It said the story of her, Sheila and Francis. If it was only about this that would be fine, the poster was obviously vicious. The post
distorted the fact intentionally. It claimed that Sheila and Francis were in love and it was Ashley who interfered in. Moreover, it
claimed that Ashley was wanton, had another man's baby and was abandoned by another man before she married Francis.
When Francis discovered the truth, he divorced her.
Ashley was trembling with anger. Who did that? Was Sheila or Alice or someone she didn't know?

Jasper took his cellphone from her hand. "The post was sent at three o'clock in the evening. I've asked people to delete the
original post, but it was reposted in a large amount. There should be someone behind it."
"The post wasn't real." She said.
"I know. I trust you." Jasper comforted her.
"Mr. Jasper, the truth is not like what they said on the post. I'm not that kind of person." Ashley covered her face with one hand
and bent down. As her voice was obstructed in her hand, it was humming with many kinds of emotions mixed with grievance,
heartache, sadness, helplessness and all these emotions, making the voice like a heavy hammer slamming in the heart of
Jasper.
He patted her on the shoulder and said, "I know. Don't worry too much. I'll handle it."
Standing up straight, Ashley took a mobile phone out of her bag and opened Weibo. Her Weibo was newly registered, and she
was not famous, so except for a few staff and a few friends, nobody paid attention to it. But now, she had hundreds of thousands
of fans and the number kept rising.
There were also a lot of retweets and comments in the only few microblogs, and the comments were full of criticism. She was a
wanton woman, and there were worse words.
Public opinion in the most unbearable was mistress, plus her entertainer status. Everyone could act God to censure her.