Pursuing My Ex Wife in Full Blooming Spring

"How long did it take from getting to know each other until getting together?"

Jasper furrowed his brow before replying, "We knew each other in college. We only officially got together after graduation when I had a job. Looking back, I'd say about two to three years." Scott narrowed his eyes. Two to three years was too long.

The call fell quiet as Jasper received no response. He wanted to ask Scott a question but did not know where to begin.

He was not great at talking about relationships. He could talk about work, but not relationships.Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

He could feel that Scott cared about this matter. He wanted to help Scott but realized how tricky this could be.

Too tricky.

Jasper said nothing as he waited for Scott to ask what he wanted. It would be better that way.

Minutes later, Scott said, "Didn't you find it annoying that Clara kept looking for you when you were focused on your studies and job?"

"Uh..." Jasper thought about it before saying, "I think I did, but..."

Scott held his glass of water by the window wall. Looking out at the city skyline, he took a sip of water from time to time. He looked calm, except his eyes were gleaming pensively as if he was thinking about something.

At that moment, Jasper stopped.

Scott's fingers moved a little around his glass. He asked, "What is it?"

Jasper furrowed his brow, feeling conflicted. "I think there was once I was really busy, but Clara came to look for me. I got mad and said some terrible things... She cried."

Scott's gaze froze. "What then?"

Jasper never told anything about

this before, let alone in such detail. He felt a little embarrassed

recounting his younger days. He

scratched his head and said, "Sheet

cried and ran out. From my colleagues' point of view, they all thought that we were a couple. When they saw Clara running away, they tried to reason with me. I realized that I was a little too harsh on her, so I went out to look for her.

"I think it was raining heavily that day. When found her, she was drenched. My heart hurt. I...I felt that I was...being terrible. This girl did everything she could to win over me, yet not only did I not know how to cherish her, but I also hurt her.

"Then, I..." At that point, Jasper stopped talking. He blushed.

This was many years ago. He thought that he had forgotten about it, but the memory was clear as day-even the way she was crying.

At that moment, Jasper's gaze instinctively softened.

If it was someone ordinary, at that point, they might no longer continue asking, or perhaps they might stop asking way before.

However, Scott asked question after question. He was also listening intently to Jasper's reply. It was as if they were in an important meeting, and they had to go through every detail. Scott asked, "Then, what?"

Jasper was actually embarrassed to continue. He thought that Scott would not continue asking, but he still did.

He was calm as usual.

Jasper had no choice but to

continue. "I hugged her. She cried in my arms. She hit me and yelled at me. She said I was heartless. My mind was in a mess back then, and I didn't know what to do. I felt terrible hearing her cry, so I... I..."

Jasper stuttered and stopped himself, knowing he could not continue. After all, the story continued with him kissing Clara clumsily. He never expected it.

At that point, Scott understood. He drank the last bit of water in his glass and said, "You two are great."

Jasper sighed in relief. He was so sure Scott would press on the matter, and by then, he would have to tell him!