Snare of Love
Chapter 810 Love the Man She Had Chosen

Dolores snickered, seeing Boyce's hilarious look.

Boyce looked at Jasmine for a moment and then looked at the necklace around her neck. He didn't see Jasmine wearing this necklace before. She had never worn any jewellery such as a necklace. He felt panic instantly. All the male students in her school were of equal age, plus he was busy these two months and not much at home.

He couldn't just say anything to Jasmine in front of so many people. So he just bit the bullet, "You can't just accept other people's things."

Jasmine took a bite of her food and chewed slowly, "It's a wedding gift, so I can't refuse it."

Boyce's face looked ugly, "He still gave it to you even knowing that you're married?"

Jasmine nodded.

Boyce pursed his lips, "Give it back. I'll buy you whatever you like."

Jasmine couldn't hold back her laughter, "Do you really want me to return it to Dolores?"

Boyce was speechless.

He turned to Dolores.

Dolores looked at him, "I gave it to her. I did that on purpose just now, just to give you a sense of crisis. Jasmine is young and beautiful, and there must be boys pursuing her in school. You need to be more attentive. You have to take it to heart even if you're married."

"I got." Boyce felt aggrieved. He had always been charming to Jasmine.

Seeing that Boyce was at a loss for words, Jasmine grabbed his hands from under the table. Earlier, she was still angry with him for not contacting her and giving her the cold shoulder. But she was soft- hearted seeing his overwhelmed look.

Boyce clutched his hand, with his palm sweating.

Jasmine and Boyce went back after dinner.

Jasmine sat in the passenger seat while Boyce drove. They were quiet and didn't say anything.

Jasmine grabbed the seat belt on her chest and spoke first, "Don't you have anything to say to me?"

In fact, Boyce had many things to ask Jasmine, just that he didn't know how.

Jasmine sighed, "After you left that day, I woke up, and you were already gone, and never called me. You just sent me a message, and... forget about it."

She found that there was no point in mentioning it now.

Boyce pulled the car over to the roadside. He thought for a moment before saying, "I was swamped back then."

Jasmine lowered her eyes and said, "But you rarely contacted me after that. Was it so hard to send me a message to say hello and that you missed me?" "Sometimes it's very late, and I thought you would be resting..."

"I've been waiting for you to contact me every day." Jasmine looked up at him, interrupting his words, with tears filling her eyes.

Boyce instantly panicked, seeing her on the verge of tears, "Jasmine, I'm sorry."

Jasmine wiped the corners of her eyes, "Forget it."

She knew he was like this when she was with him. There was nothing to complain about.

"Go home."

She turned her head to look ahead.

Boyce blamed himself for seeing her cry and reached out to wipe her tears, "It was an oversight on my part. I'll call you when I have time..."

Jasmine looked at him, wrapped her arms around his neck, buried her face in the nook of his neck and choked, "I didn't mean to be angry with you. It's just that when you don't contact me, I can't help myself thinking that you don't love me, don't care about me, don't want me... We've just been so close, and I just want you to care more about me..."

Boyce hugged her, caressing her back, "I miss you a lot. I love you."

"Why didn't you call me then?" Jasmine questioned.

Boyce had nothing to say, "It won't happen again."

Jasmine sniffled, "Will you call me?"

Boyce nodded, "Definitely will. Don't cry."

Jasmine wiped her tears and said, "Let's go."

Boyce let go of her but didn't drive away immediately. He was silent for a while before saying to Jasmine, "I've learned my lesson."

She was still young, and he just left like that after making her a woman. He understood that she felt terrible for not accompanying and contacting her.

"Just tell me if you're unhappy. Sometimes I may not notice it, but you have to believe that I like you." He, who was so at ease at work, became at a loss and nervous when facing Jasmine. Jasmine hummed, "I know."

It was too hard to get him to replace out for himself. He was just too straight.

"Let's go home." Jasmine said again, and Boyce started the car this time.

After a while, the car pulled up in the car park of the neighbourhood they lived in. The two got out of the vehicle, and Boyce asked, "You said that you have many classes and need to stay in school. Is it because you're angry with me?"

Jasmine laughed helplessly, "You just found out, huh?"

Boyce was speechless.

"Geez." Jasmine held his arm, "Fine. It'll be alright after getting used to it."

He was such a straight man. She just had to love the man she had chosen.

He was dull, so then just let her take the initiative.

It served her right for loving him.

Boyce pressed the button for their floor after entering the lift. No one was in the lift. Jasmine stood on tiptoe and kissed his lips, asking him, "Do you miss me?"

Boyce gulped, illustrating his state of mind at this moment. How could he not miss her?

As the saying goes, 'Absence makes the heart grow fonder.' Not to mention that he had been single for so long. How much he missed her?

He wrapped his arm around Jasmine's waist and clasped her in his arms, stroking her head.

The lift stopped with a ding, and they stepped out of it.