"Kade, haven’t you ever been in a relationship? How do you send love letters with so much experience?"
"Uh..." Kade stamred, "That’s right, I have way more experience sending love letters than writing them!"
"..."
"Jasmine, I’m not lying to you, nor am I deliberately trying to put in a good word for him. I’m a fair person; if there’s a strength, I’ll ntion it; if there’s a flaw, I’ll point it out too. He has many flaws, like loving to criticize, not listening to others’ opinions, being picky with food. When I first started with him, I’d have to buy als three tis just to barely satisfy him." Kade spoke frankly, "Also, he doesn’t share his thoughts with others much, even if you ask him directly, he might not tell you."
Jasmine Yale remained silent, quietly listening to Kade speak.
"So people, after being with them for a while, naturally reveal patterns." Kade continued, "He hides it well in front of outsiders, but I’m with him every day, how can I not know? He likes you, genuinely likes you from the heart."
"Last ti, I ntioned having a little secret to tell you. Do you rember?"
Jasmine Yale was taken aback; oh, Kade had indeed ntioned it.
It was the night Sylvan Cheney got drunk.
She laughed, "I’m not interested in the little secret between you and him. What could there even be?"
"There’s certainly nothing between the two of us. What could there be? I don’t fancy the boss; I like won. The secret I ntioned is about the boss and President Janus, and judging by your reaction, you don’t seem to know."
"Oh, I don’t care about him and other won. If I truly cared, I wouldn’t get anything else done each day."
"Last ti, the boss went on a business trip to Old York and attended President Janus’s birthday party..."
"I know." Jasmine interjected, "There’s no need to ntion that incident. I don’t want to hear about it."
Lately, Jasmine had already forgotten about that incident; she really didn’t want to think about it.
"Then let seriously tell you, the boss might be impotent!" Kade raised his voice!
"Pfft," Jasmine Yale spat out a mouthful of orange juice.
She widened her eyes at Kade, a man who usually worked quite seriously and rarely discussed others’ private lives, having such a shocking mont.
"Kade... Kade... Are you trying to make laugh to death so you can inherit my baby?"
"Alright, just joking with you." Kade scratched his head, "It just seems that way, you know. You think, a single man and a single woman alone in a room, both adults, and they’re both drunk. Especially the man, even drugged with an aphrodisiac, and the woman almost naked holding him, then... nothing happened between them. You say, does the man have an issue? Hmm?"
Jasmine suddenly heard sothing.
Birthday party, Sylvan Cheney, Erin Janus.
"Are you serious?" Jasmine’s voice was calm and gentle, looking at Kade.
"That’s why I told you it’s a man’s little secret. I’ve told you truthfully, and if you don’t care about impotency, the boss is really great; he won’t be flirting outside in the future either."
Jasmine touched her stomach.
Impotent? Hehehe...
"Kade, how do you know such private matters?"
"Well, it’s a long story." Kade recounted what happened in Old York to Jasmine.
With each sentence, he felt regretful; indeed, Heaven is fair.
Listening to Kade, Jasmine’s brows started to furrow.
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