Molten Chocolate - S01 E63

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Molten Chocolate - S01 E63

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 63

Final Chapter

Three weeks later

Jasmine's POV

Evan and I had been lying in bed when an idea crossed my mind. I had realized that there were so such to him that I didn't know about as yet and so many unanswered questions.

I gently tugged on his shoulder and he turned towards me with a smiling face and messy hair.

"Can't sleep?" he asked.

"Can I ask you something?" I asked, ignoring his question.

"Sure, what is it?"

"Why do you give women white roses when you're through with them?"

He chuckled and ran his hands over his face.

"When I was a little boy, I used to go to my great grandmother's house a lot before she passed. Right before she got sick, she started planting a garden of white roses, and I assisted her sometimes. Right before the very first blossom of the roses, she passed. She never got the chance to see her white garden, and I took it very hard. So, I use white roses to tell women goodbye, and that they're dead to me."

I was shocked. I had absolutely no idea that the meaning to the white roses was that deep. I assumed that it was only a nice, but twisted, gesture to his one-night stands and ex-girlfriends.

"How many women received white roses?"

He looked at me and let out a low sigh. "Like, really Jasmine, you want to know about that right now?"

"Yes. You were the one who said that we need to know more each other, so I'd like to know about your one-night stands and your ex-girlfriends. How many were there and what were their names?"

"Okay. To be honest, I had three one-night-stands with three actresses. Their names were Julia Starlet, Rose Carter and Angeline Pope."

I shook my head. Julia, Rose and Angeline were all very famous movie actresses and were all once beauty models.

"And how many long term relationships were there?" I asked.

"From the beginning to the end of high school, I was involved with Jessica Hills. We were always off-and-on. The summer after high school, she left and I met a girl named Elle. We dated for two weeks before we realized that we were just not right for each other.

"In college, I remained single and more focus on my education and filling my father's big boots-- running and managing his company.

"When I became CEO and earned my very first billion, I was dating a model named Savanna Hemsley. It lasted for two years before I called it quits and started going out with another model, Sophie Bertrand. I became somewhat big-headed and a playboy after breaking up with Sophie. I started having one-night stands, but I didn't like it so much, so, after Julia Starlet, I wanted a normal relationship with someone who wasn't in it for the money, the power and the name.

"I fell for you Jasmine, and I fell hard. I had never loved someone the way I loved you, but you broke my heart when you chose Bradley's side over mine. After that, I felt like I couldn't trust you anymore. I used Aria as a way to get over you, and it was working. Until she showed her true colors and tried to tear me away from my own son.

"Don't get me wrong, I've never stopped loving you, but Aria appeared to be a great woman, and I was leaning more towards her than trying to mend what was lost between you and I. She hurt you, my son, and she hurt me. I knew you wouldn't do such a thing to your own child, and you wouldn't hurt me again if you got the chance to love me once more. So, here we are. I'm so grateful you came back."

And, at that, he pulled me onto him. His fingers went through my hair, and I let out a soft moan when he stated kissing my neck.

"Oh, one more thing, how did you find out about my mother's lung condition?"

He looked me in the eyes and smiled. "My father has his personal medical team who also work at hospitals around New York. One of the doctors, Dr. Summers, had your mother sign a patient non-confidentiality disclosure agreement form, since her condition was a matter of life and death. He knew you worked for me, and he knew that, if I found out about it, I'd pay to save her life. So, that was how I found out about her condition and made the payments."

"Thank you so much for doing that, Evan. I had asked Bradley for the money and I thought he was the one who paid it off. That was what caused the whole drama in the first place. I hate him so much."

"It's okay, baby; that's in the past. Let's get some sleep." He kissed me, clapped his hands and the lights went out.

The next morning, when Evan had left for work, I ordered Fisher to take me to the Hollen family private airstrip and had Evan's private pilot fly me to a Los Angeles' women's correctional facility.

"Is she expecting you?" One of the prison guards asked as she scanned me with a metal detector.

"No, she's not," I answered truthfully.

"Okay. Follow me."

I followed the guard into a large room, which was dimly decorated with a table and small chairs on either side. I took a seat in the far corner of the room with Evan's words still floating in my mind from last night. I needed to know why Aria did what she did when Evan was in the palm of her hands.

A loud buzzer sounded and I saw her being escorted, in handcuffs, by another female guard into the room. They made their way over to me, and when her eyes landed on me they popped out of their sockets. The guard ushered her into the seat.

"You have twenty minutes, Goode!" she said firmly before stepping away, leaving Aria and I face-to-face with each other.

" I wasn't expecting you of all people. What are you doing here?" she let out.

I looked at her and felt pity. She had cut her hair off and there were bags underneath her eyes. Her small figure made it appeared like she was drowning in her orange jumpsuit with no way out.

"I came here for one answer, Aria. Why did you do what you did?"

"Wow. How disappointing was that question. You've came all this way just to find out why I did it? Does it even matter why I did it?"

"I had a talk with Evan last night, and he confessed that if you hadn't hurt and tried to tear him away from his own son, then the two of you would've been together. He was trying to make it work with you; so why did you go all out to hurt us the way you did?"

She scoffed then laughed. "Evan would have never made it work with me when it had always been about you. The first time we made love, he absentmindedly said your name. He even calls your name in his sleep sometimes. When he looks at you, he looks at you with admiration and love. When he looks at me, I only see annoyance in his eyes.

"Evan would've never gotten married to me. He loved you too much, and even more when you gave birth to his son. I once overheard he and his mother speaking in the kitchen of his house, and he made it clear that he was with me because I was 'a nice person.'

"He had what he wanted, and he only tolerated me because I helped him get over a broken heart. The heart that you broke. It hurt me when I saw the way he still loved and cared about you, so I wanted to see you hurt Jasmine."

A downpour of tears came from her eyes. She stood up to leave.

"Aria, wait," I said, "I forgive you."

She wiped away her tears with the back of her hands, which were still in handcuffs. "For what it's worth, Jasmine, I'm sorry. I'm sorry for hurting you and your son and the man who always loved you and you loved, too. I'm a terrible person, and I do deserve to be locked away forever."

I was speechless, but she was right. She took a gun to my son, and if I hadn't taken the bullet instead, Jevan would have been dead. She did deserve to be punished for her actions.

"I know Evan would have wanted you to have this." I gave her a single white rose, which the guard allowed me to do. "Goodbye, Aria."

I got off the tiny chair and walked out of the room.

Getting back home to my son and my future husband, I felt relieved and liberated and pleased to be at their sides. There wasn't a force on earth that could stop the love I held for him and my son... our son. The future was now bright.