All Chapters of I Gave Up on Her, and Now She’s Afraid to Lose Me: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

“Tomorrow.”Her voice finally came through, terribly hoarse, as though she were risking everything on one question.“Are you really not coming?”I leaned against the balcony railing and looked at the lights in the buildings below.“Do you want me there?”I asked.She fell silent again.She probably wanted me to see her magnificent wedding, feel miserable, and regret losing her. She wanted to prove she was better off without me.I had no reason to give her that satisfaction.“Jensen Cole.”Her voice dropped. She sounded close to breaking.“Is there nothing you want to say to me?”I thought about it and answered sincerely.“Your wedding photos turned out well. The one on the billboard showed your profile beautifully.”“You!”Her breathing quickened as though I had struck a nerve.“You saw it? And you’re this calm?”What else did she expect? I held the phone and wondered.Was I supposed to sob and get down on my knees to beg her?I was tired of playing that part.“Congratulations, Jasmin

Apart from their bitter confrontations at the hospital and later at his new home, Jensen never contacted her first.She spread news of the wedding throughout the city on purpose, and still he gave no response.It was as though she and everything about her were erased from his world.“This isn’t how it’s supposed to be...” she murmured to herself. Her fingers tightened around the expensive skirt of her wedding dress until her knuckles turned white.This wasn’t what she had imagined.She had imagined Jensen would be hurt and unwilling to let her go. When he saw her wedding photos with Tristan on the billboard, he would come looking for her, desperate for answers.After she sent out the invitations, he would call and shout at her, or beg her to reconsider.Instead, she heard nothing from him at all.He even congratulated her calmly.She remembered his steady voice on the phone: “Congratulations, Jasmine. You got what you wanted.” A sharp pain pierced her chest and stole her breath.“Jas

When Jasmine came to, the first thing she noticed was the sharp smell of disinfectant.She opened her eyes to the familiar white walls of a hospital room.Her head throbbed, and her throat was painfully dry.“Jasmine! You’re awake?”Tristan’s anxious voice came from beside the bed. He took her hand at once. His eyes were bloodshot.“You scared me to death. Why did you suddenly faint? The doctor said you were overwhelmed and your blood sugar was low...”Jasmine pulled her hand away so abruptly that Tristan froze.Fragments of the moments before she fainted rushed back.The crowded hotel entrance. The blinding camera flashes. The familiar car at the corner. Its taillights as it sped away. And Jensen’s cold words: “You got what you wanted.”Pain gripped her chest again, leaving her short of breath.“He came...”She murmured, looking at Tristan without really seeing him.“He came to see me, didn’t he? He saw me get married...”Tristan’s face darkened. He pressed his lips together and tried

The thought spread through Jasmine’s mind like a drug and took hold of her completely.Yes. She had to find him! She would go to his company!Jensen cared so much about it. Even after selling it, he must still have paperwork to handle. He had to be there!The idea felt like her last hope. She searched frantically for her phone before remembering that she had smashed the screen.She rushed over, picked it up, and tried to turn it on. The screen flickered a few times, then went dark for good.“Damn it!”She swore and yanked open the hospital room door.Tristan and a young nurse waiting outside both jumped.Jasmine’s hair was a mess. She wore a hospital gown, her feet were bare, and her eyes were red.“Your phone! Let me use your phone!”She shouted at the nurse.The frightened nurse stepped back.Tristan hurried forward and tried to stop her.“Jasmine, calm down! You need to rest!”“Get out of my way!”She shoved him aside and nearly snatched the phone from the nurse’s pocket. Her finger

Jasmine pushed away Tristan’s hand when he tried to help her. She stumbled into the living room, where an enormous wedding portrait hung prominently on the wall.In it, she leaned against Tristan and smiled perfectly.“Take it down! Get it out of here!”She turned away as though the sight burned her and screamed at Tristan, her voice hoarse and breaking.Tristan stood in the doorway. The gentleness slowly left his face.“Jasmine Reed.”His voice was low, with anger held tightly beneath it.“You chose this wedding and this house. You said you wanted a fresh start. What are you making a scene about now?”“I’m making a scene?”Jasmine stared at him as though he had told a terrible joke. She pointed at the portrait, her finger trembling.“Look at us. Don’t we look like a pair of fools? Jensen must be laughing at us!”“Jensen, Jensen, Jensen! It’s always him!”Tristan finally lost his temper. He crossed the room and grabbed her shoulders so hard she winced.“Jensen Cole is gone. He doesn’t