Evan's POV

Emily became my preacher, Zack was my therapist and EJ acted as a guidance counselor. All three of them together stopped me from finding Bradley and tearing him apart with my bare hands.

Seeing Jasmine only channeled my anger more. I wasn't expecting to see her back so soon, but she should consider herself lucky that I was in a better state of mind.

I had never laid hands a woman, nor will I ever even think about doing such a cowardly act, but I wanted to see her hurt, like the way she hurt me and embarrassed me at my gala. Hopefully, the rose made such statement.

I had been the topic of gossip since that time, which was something I tried to avoid or have at a low.

"Billionaire had his job handed back to him."

"Billionaire's assistant assisted millionaire at his Gala."

"Billionaire versus millionaire over an assistant."

I was tired of hearing it all.

Truth be told, I missed Jasmine and it had taken every nerve in my body to not pull her into my arms when she came in earlier. I missed her presence and her flowery scent. Her big brown eyes that lit up every time she saw me. I adored her eyes.

She left the office and an atmosphere behind her, taunting me and making me crave her. I wished it was easy to forgive.

Why couldn't she have broken a wine glass or stepped on someone's dress or something along those lines? What hold did he have on her that I couldn't give to her?

I threw my coffee cup and it smashed against the wall.

My office door opened.

"Calm down, Evan," I heard my sister's voice.

I threw myself in the chair and buried my face in my hands.

"Are you ready to go out looking for the outfits?" she asked.

We had a party to attend with our parents.

"She was just here," I told my sister.

She came over and rested a hand on my shoulder. "What did you say to her?"

"I told her I'm done."

"Why didn't you talk to her?"

"What is there to talk about?" I asked, lifting my head up.

"Can you really blame Jasmine though? She's new to this. It's true, what she did was messed up and embarrassing, but she made that rash decision because of Jessica. She showed me a picture Jessica posted on Instagram, indicating that she spent the night before with you."

"Please don't make any excuses for Jasmine. I told her to speak to me before she made any judgement and/or decision. I told her what exactly she was getting into and she agreed and told me she could do that. She just proved that she's incapable of having and handling a relationship with me, so why bother? One misunderstanding and she ran into the arms of another man and quit her job. I don't need that shit in my life."

"I understand."

"Lets get out of here. I need to clear my head anyways."

My sister and I walked out the office. I locked the door behind me.

Jasmine's POV

I burst through my apartment door and ran straight for the couch, throwing myself onto it. My chest caved in. It suddenly felt hard to breathe and my eyes poured down the tears I couldn't stop anymore.

"Jas, is that you?" I heard my mother's voice coming towards me. I felt her hands patting my head gently. She raised my head up and scooted in on the couch, resting my head onto her lap. "It's okay, baby. Let it out. Let it all out," she said softly, removing the hair strands being stuck to my face.

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