Trap me in your love

Lawrence, who was still concentrating on his work, stopped working when he heard the voice of Jasmine. He asked nervously,
"Jasmine, where have you been today? I heard that you almost got hurt at the gate of the hotel today. Are you okay, do you need
to go to hospital? "
"I'm fine." Jasmine said indifferently. She didn't want to mention it, because Lawrence didn't need her to tell him how she was
doing every day. Anyway, he knew everything about her.
He even knew better than herself.
I'm fine.
Such an indifferent and strange answer. Again.
Lawrence didn't know since when their relationship had become like this. He had been chasing after her and she had been
fleeing. No matter what he had done, all his love in her heart had become pressure. All his good for her had ended up with her
not caring, but even disgusting and annoying.
In the past, they would never be like this. At that time, he loved her and she relied on him.
Lawrence thought for a while and said, "Jasmine, it's time to come back. You have left me and been in Germany for more than
half a month. "
There was a hint of pleading in his gentle tone.
This was the longest separation between them in the past three years. He could tolerate all her shortcomings, but he would
never tolerate her leaving him so willfully.
"Jasmine, I know I have many shortcomings that you can't bear. But no matter what problems there are, let's solve them
together, okay? Don't leave me willfully. I know you don't like me to send people to follow you, but I have no choice. As soon as
you are not with me, I am worried about you. I can only send people to follow you and report your situation, so that I can know
that you are good or not. Come back. As long as you come back, I'll take bodyguards back. "
"Really?" Jasmine sneered, "Lawrence, I really don't want to argue with you over this matter anymore. Since I woke up, every
time I told you that I don't like them to follow me and I don't want you to know everything about me from them. You can ask me
yourself. We are equal. I'm not your private goods. I need friends. I need my private space. But what about you? Do you really

know what I want? You promised me every time, and then you continued to do as you wanted. How many times have we
quarreled for this matter? I really don't want to live such a life anymore. "
Three years ago, when she woke up in the hospital, the first person she saw when she opened her eyes was Lawrence.
Lawrence told her that she had no friends and had been an orphan since she was a child. She and Lawrence were engaged,
and Lawrence was the only family in her life.
Because of the car accident, Jasmine had been in a coma on the bed for half a year. Because of the violent impact on her head,
she had lost her memory. In her heart, she really cherished Lawrence, and she was grateful that he had been protecting her all
the time.
Therefore, no matter how Lawrence treated her, she believed that he just loved her too much, and everything was just because
of love.
But as time went by, she felt something was wrong. He didn't allow her to contact anyone, nor did he allow her to go out to work.
Even the internship in the law school was arranged in his company.
What made her more unbearable was that she couldn't leave him for more than 12 hours.
Even if it was just a meeting with the professor, even if he promised on the surface, he would do anything to ruin it secretly.
She admitted that he really loved her, but his love for her was too domineering, too domineering, too... Freak!
She was a human being. She had thoughts, emotions, social contact and friends. In her world, except for Lawrence, she still
needed other things to fill her life. Lawrence was a very powerful person, so she wanted to become stronger to match him.
She didn't want others to say that she didn't deserve such an excellent man, nor did she want to be the housewife who took him
as the center of her life.
Lawrence kept silent. His heart ached as if it had been shot through by a sharp arrow.
He held the phone tightly as if he was bearing anger.
"As long as you come back, I will promise you anything." Lawrence uttered a few words with difficulty. He knew what it meant. He
could ignore his identity and humbly beg her to come back. As long as she came back, he could really let go of everything.

He thought that she just couldn't understand how much he loved her now. As long as she came back, one day, she would
understand.
Jasmine's heart skipped a beat. She was moved, but also sad.
It was not that she didn't like Lawrence, but she just felt that his love pressed her a little out of breath.
It was obvious to all that Lawrence was outstanding, and his love for her was also bright. In fact, in her heart, she had long
believed in him. If not, she would have left him long ago.
She really wanted him to compromise and change, but after hearing his helpless compromise, her heart was like being blocked
by cotton, suffocating and uncomfortable.
"Okay, I'll be back in two days."
"I will send a plane to pick you up."
"No, thanks. Ask bodyguards to book the air ticket for me on Wednesday and ask them to leave first. I'll go back by myself. "
"But..." Lawrence still wanted to object, but considering that it was easy for her to agree to come back, he had to suppress his
worry and promised, "Okay, you should take care of yourself."
After hanging up the phone, Jasmine leaned against the sofa and looked at the luxuriously decorated ceiling. Thinking that she
would go back to that place in three days, she was very upset.
"Ouch, Jasmine, what are you thinking about? Why did you agree to go back? Aren't you going to Africa? If you go back like this,
will he let you go? Howl! "
Jasmine crazily lay on the sofa with her arms around her head.

After sending Jasmine back to the hotel, Mark drove to TP.
"Why are you alone?" Carl asked.
"Then how many do you think?"

Then, Mark walked to the sofa and sat down. Carl poured him a glass of wine and said, "I thought you would bring that woman
here. I heard that you are chasing after her now. "
"Her name is Jasmine, not that woman." As he spoke, Mark raised his head and drank the wine in one gulp.
"Yes, yes." Carl chuckled, "although I don't like Jessie very much, I really feel sorry for her now. When Jessie was alive, you
didn't even give her a polite gift. Now she was gone, but you chased a woman who looked like her every day. If she knows it, she
will probably be pissed off by you. "
"If you don't speak, no one will take you as a mute!"
Hearing that, the face of Mark darkened. Carl immediately stopped talking and drank alone.
"Carl, ask them to bring me the wine."
Someone's vague words mixed with a heavy smell of alcohol. Looking sideways, Mark saw that John was shaking an empty
bottle in front of him.
"What's wrong with him?" asked Mark.
Carl sighed, "it's all women's fault."
Mark," ..."