Chapter 308
Alice wanted to say something harsh, lines Lana Parker had even suggested, but tears streamed down her face. She was surprised by her own emotional outburst. Jack was stunned; seeing her so upset, he grabbed a towel to wipe her tears.
“I wasn’t with another woman that night,” he said.
Alice pushed his hand away. “Jack, I’ve been thinking. Let’s break up.”
Jack’s pupils constricted at the word “breakup.” He immediately refused. “No, I won’t agree.” “Jack, this isn’t about your agreement,” Alice wiped her tears. Seriously, we’re not suitable.”
“Alice, we’ve only been together for a short time. How do you know we’re not suitable?” Jack was angry.“Or did you find someone else? Is that why your
you want to break up?” Alice slapped his hand away. “Think whatever you want. Didn’t you say there are many handsome guys my age at university, that I’d start a new life? You were right. I get along better with my
peers.
“Alice!” Jack’s eyes were dark and stormy. “That’s just anger talking.”
“I’m serious. Let go; I’m leaving.”
Jack pinned her against the railing “You can’t just break up after getting involved with me.”
He leaned in to kiss her; Alice turned her head, but she was no match for his strength. He held her close; the kiss was forceful and aggressive. Alice felt enraged; what was she to him? She bit him and slapped him.
Jack, you have a fiancée! Why did you get involved with me?”
He was stunned.“I don’t have a fiancée.”
“No fiancée? The headlines said you and Miss Garcia are getting married! How long are your going to lie? Alice said, “You’re the Tremaine heir, right?”
Jack’s hand trembled; he tried to grab her, but she dodged him. His hand froze in mid–air. He looked at Alice, his voice hoarse. I was going to tell you today, but you were angry, and I was afraid you’d be even angrier.” He hadn’t expected her to know. Her strange behavior these past few days now made sense. He’d thought it was because he hadn’t replied to her messages. Alice’s eyes were sarcastic. “Do you think telling me will change anything?” Jack remembered her. previous answer to that question–break up.
He said cautiously,” Julia Garcia and I are not engaged. It was my mother and the Mos; I never agreed.”
Alice thought about Mrs. Wilson; she’d been kind to Alice. At Pear Garden, Mrs. Wilson must have known about her and Jack. That’s why she’d ignored Alice.
Alice wiped her tears. “But you didn’t reply to my messages that night. I called, and Julia Garcia answered. If they were just friends, why would Julia Garcia have his phone?
Jack recalled, “I rushed my grandmother to the hospital and probably dropped my phone there. She picked it up, but I didn’t know she answered your call; she didn’t say anything.”
“How can I believe you?” Alice looked at him calmly, heartbroken.“I never doubted
but you, lied for so long. Once trust is broken, it can’t be rebuilt.”
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Chapter 308
“Alice, it’s not like that. I didn’t mean to hide my identity.”
“Why then?” Alice wanted to know the reason.
Jack looked at her; he couldn’t bring himself to mention the car accident. Alice had said she hated the perpetrator and the person in the backseat. He felt a deep pain.
His grandmother was right; he should have told her earlier. He couldn’t say it now; he didn’t want to lose her. He was stuck.
Alice said, “Tell me why.”
He fell silent. Alice, with a self–deprecating look, guessed the reason: they were from different social circles; that’s why he’d hidden his identity. What was their relationship then? She picked up the boxing gloves and handed them to him.“Here are your gloves, and I’ll return the things you sent to the dorm.”
Jack didn’t take them. Alice dropped them on the floor. He reached for her hand, but she dodged him.
He said hoarsely, “It’s my fault, but I don’t want to break up.”
Alice’s gaze was calm. “A relationship built on lies is fragile. I liked Dr. Wilson, not the Tremaine heir.”
Jack felt trapped. His heart sank; he knew Alice. She might seem soft, but her decisions were hard to change.
Alice stepped back.“Jack, it’s over.”
“No, I disagree.”
Don’t ruin our memories. We can’t continue. Your identity will only bring trouble; I want a peaceful life.”
Alice turned to leave, tears streaming down her face. She’d prepared so many lines but couldn’t say anything. She wouldn’t forget Julia Garcia at the cafe. She didn’t know what else Jack was hiding. She wouldn’t gamble. Separating was best.
“Alice, wait!” Jack ran after her; he stumbled and fell,
