Why didn't she tell him? Why? Jasper repeatedly tortured himself with the same questions ever since he learned the truth.
Had he known she was pregnant with his child and subsequently suffered a miscarriage, he might have acted differently.
"Jasper, please stop blaming yourself. You're not the only one at fault for failing to protect our baby. As the mother, I am at fault,
too." She blinked and flashed a carefree smile at him, which only added to his heartache.
She continued, "Even if you made it back on time on that day, there was nothing much you could do about the car accident. I'm
thankful that Grandpa was safe, or else I'd feel guilty about it for the rest of my life."
Tears brimmed in his eyes. Staring at her through tears, he felt his throat going dry. He croaked, "You had many opportunities to
tell me about it afterward, but why did you keep it to yourself?"
Lowering her gaze, she retreated into the bathwater, appearing somewhat pitiable. "You were busy with work all the time. The
frequent business travels made you exhausted and irritable. I didn't want to add to your burden and troubles."
"My troubles?"
"You did not love me back then." She curled up into a ball and tried her best to breathe and hide her emotions from him.
"Impregnating a woman you don't love must be a huge trouble for you.
"As much as I hoped for your love, knowing that you're a pure and kind soul, I didn't want you to love me out of guilt. That's why I
refused to add to your troubles."
He couldn't accept praise for being a kind soul when all he had done was inflict pain on her.
Scalding tears rolled off his cheek and washed away the bubbles. He questioned, "Lyse, what do you see in me? You really
shouldn't have fallen for me." He mumbled repeatedly to himself like a child who had done wrong.
"You silly thing. You're the only one I love. I fell for you ever since meeting you when I was 11. You are the light of my life."
Clasping his rough fingers in her wet hands, she wrapped a finger around his. "If you want to make it up to me, please do not let
me go again."
Following a splash, she dragged him into the bathtub. Water and bubbles splashed around as they embraced each other.
Blushing, she engaged in a passionate kiss with him. They sank deeper into the depths of pleasure.
Night had fallen when they concluded their lovemaking in the bathroom. Alyssa felt cleaner and warmer at the same time.
As usual, Landon's physician arrived to administer a routine injection for Alyssa. After the IV drip and a cold towel on her
forehead, she felt much relieved.
"Look at you!" After adjusting the IV drip, Jasper bent over to kiss her on the cheek. "Didn't I tell you not to take a bath? You're
sick again. Next time, you'll have to listen to me."
"Pfft... Don't you know the reason behind my fever?" She was aroused by the memory of their lovemaking in the bathroom,
causing her to blush and her fever to deepen.
Right when Jasper was in a bind, Xavier called him.
"Xavier, what's up?"
"Mr. Beckett, the Schmidts have bailed David out!"