Chapter 190 Snatching People
The party continued until dawn. Jasper had been to Ocean City before, but for some reason, his friends in Ocean City were unusually warm today. They lined up enthusiastically to toast him. He drank one glass, two glasses, countless glasses...
In the end, Jasper almost lost consciousness, kept calling Adeline's name, and was carried back to the hotel by Ryan.
"I'll take care of him." Ryan carried him in, and Stella followed quietly. "You've had a hard day too."
Ryan laid the drunk Jasper on the big bed, furrowing his brows. "Stella, let me take care of Mr. first. In the six years you were away, I've always been the one taking care of Mr. when he's drunk. You can rest assured and go rest."
With that, Ryan got up to get a wet towel from the bathroom to wipe him down.
Just as Ryan turned on the tap, Stella grabbed his hand.
Stella smiled faintly at him. "Let me do it. Tonight, you saw it too, his feelings for me have just reconciled, I want to take care of him more. Besides."
The woman glanced outside the door. "You heard him, he kept mentioning my old name."
Ryan paused for a moment, and in the end, he sighed softly, whispered a few words to Stella, and then turned and left.
The door closed.
In the spacious presidential suite, only Stella and Jasper remained.
Stella smugly locked the door.
After locking the door, she walked to the bed, looked down at the man on the bed who was still muttering the name Adeline.
"Jasper. After all these years, you're finally going to be mine."
With that, she chuckled smugly, turned and went into the bathroom.
Tonight was the most important night of her life.
She was going to take a rose bath and leave a good impression on herself!
Before entering the bathroom, she took out a pill from her bag and swallowed it.
Today wasn't her ovulation period, but the opportunity tonight was rare.
She wanted to have Jasper's child!
When the time came, even if her true identity was exposed, Jasper would forgive her for the sake of the child!
She had seen how much he loved children!
Thinking of this, Stella felt even more pleased.
Humming a tune, she walked into the bathroom, lay in the bathtub, and began to imagine her future with Jasper.
The long night ahead, she had to prepare well in advance.
Wait for the medicine to take effect, wait for everything to be in place.
After all, Jasper was drunk.
There was no way he could escape.
The more she thought about it, the more pleased and excited she became.
But what she didn't expect was that outside the bathroom, a man lying on the bed had already groggily sat up.
"Water..."
He reached out, didn't find a glass or a bottle of water on the bedside table, and swayed as he stood up, opening the door.
He had drunk too much.
Jasper couldn't even walk steadily, staggering and leaning against the wall step by step.
Unconsciously, he walked to the door of the next room.
The drunken man began to knock on the door without any regard. "Open the door. Open the door!"
At that moment, Adeline in the room was wearing pajamas and talking on the phone with Blake.
She thanked Blake for his wit today, and Blake comforted her for her emotions tonight.
Mother and son were chatting happily when there was a knock on the door from outside.
Adeline recognized Jasper's voice, but she ignored him.
But the knocking outside the door grew louder, and the man's voice became more impatient.
"Mummy, you should go check on him, he sounds drunk." Blake's voice on the phone was very obedient. "We'll talk later!"
With that, the little guy hung up the phone.
Adeline, helpless, had to go and open the door.
As soon as the door opened, the man reeking of alcohol strode in directly.
His intoxicated body collapsed directly on Adeline's bed. "Honey, I need water..."
This "honey" made the woman holding the door handle clench it tightly.
He had never called her "honey" before.
Adeline had hoped to hear him call her "honey" with her own ears, a dream she had written in her diary.
But when this dream came true, it was when he was drunk six years later.
"I need water..."
The man lying on the bed spoke again.
Adeline, helpless, closed the door and went to pour him some water.
"Here, drink some water."
Adeline brought over a cup of water with the perfect temperature, walking gently to his side.
The man nodded, earnestly climbed up, leaned against the head of the bed, and drank the water in one gulp.
After drinking, he lay back on the big bed, gently tugging at his tie.
Adeline furrowed her brows.
Tonight's party was a formal occasion, so he had deliberately worn a tie.
At this moment, the presence of the tie seemed to make him uncomfortable.
The woman sighed and walked directly to his side, bent down, untied his tie, set it aside, and also unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt to make him more comfortable.
But unexpectedly, as she unbuttoned his second button, the man's large hand suddenly grasped her waist.
"Honey... Adeline..." He repeated these two words, hugging her tightly. "I miss you so much..."
Adeline frowned, instinctively trying to struggle, but she couldn't break free.
In the end, she could only lie resignedly on top of him.
Feeling his breath and heartbeat, the woman smiled helplessly. "Jasper, which one of you is the real you?"
The heartless him from six years ago.
The affectionate him six years later.
He could say he wanted to divorce Stella and come find Evelyn.
Then he said Stella was innocent, and everything was a facade.
In Jasper's mouth... truth and falsehood were both illusions.
In the room next door, Stella had finally finished her bath.
She dried her hair in a good mood, wrapped herself in a towel, and walked out of the bathroom.
The room was empty.
The suite's door was wide open, but the man who should have been lying on the bed was nowhere to be seen.
"Oh no!"
Stella stomped her foot in anger, changing her clothes while contacting the hotel staff. "Pull up the surveillance on the top floor, I need to find someone!"
After getting dressed, she went straight out of the suite and headed to the surveillance room on the top floor.
In the surveillance room, the staff were urgently pulling up the footage.
Finally, he pointed to the blurry man on the monitor, "Mr. Foster seems to have left his room under the influence of alcohol and gone to the room next door."
Next door?
Stella furrowed her brows tightly. "Who lives next door?"
"A woman named Adeline."
After the hotel manager carefully checked the check-in information, he said, "She's an employee of his company. What... do you suggest?"
Stella gritted her teeth. "What else can I do? Get him!"
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