Jasper Milton squinted.
He saw resentment in her eyes.
It was bitter, disdainful, and self-mocking.
"Do you hate me?" Jasper asked.
Stella Grace did not deny it.
"Love became hate. I guess I can never be loved," Stella said as she shoved his hand off and walked away.
Jasper frowned as he watched her leave, deep in thought.
They were still fine on the train yesterday, but she seemed to have become another person today.
He felt very uncomfortable with her cool, mean, and distant attitude.
However, there was one thing that was long overdue.
Jasper dialed a number.
Katty Davis picked up. She couldn't believe it, Jasper never called her before. "Jasper."
Jasper got straight to the point. "Katty, it's unlikely that I will marry you in the future. You should break off our engagement."
Katty was nervous. "What do you mean by that?"
