Exclusive Memory

Looking at the flower basket in front of her, Ashley took a sip of wine. The sour and astringent taste lingered on her tongue. After
she drank it, the thick sweet taste of grapes slowly swept over her mouth.
She had half a bottle of wine before dinner.
She poured another glass. By the strange red liquor, she gazed the Chinese knots which were hanging in the private room and
muttered to herself, "who are we? Francis. Who am I to you? What's our marriage to you? And what's our wedding night to you?"
"They are of no significance..."
From the corner of his eye, Karl saw that she kept drinking without even eating anything. He frowned, feeling a little worried
about her.
"Cindy, please have a seat. I'll go over to see a friend there."
Cindy said with a smile, "Let me go with you and say hi. She seems to be our colleague."
Karl bypassed the corridor of the second floor and walked to the opposite room. Since the door was half open, he opened the
door and walked in. Her skirt flowed down on the floor. She didn't seem to notice anyone coming in. She waved the wine glass
with her slender wrist, and the red liquid sparkled under the light.
When Ashley was about to raise her glass to drink, one hand stopped her. She turned her head and saw Karl was staring at her
with a frown on his face.
"Why are you here alone? Where's Jasper?"
Jasper? It's none of Jasper's business. Hearing this, Ashley smiled. Although she had drunk a lot of wine, she was still sober. "I
haven't contacted him recently."
"Oh, Ashley, it's you! I hardly recognize you just now."
Followed the sound, squinted her eyes, Ashley saw Cindy, the head of their Marketing Department, and by her side was Cecily
who had spread the rumor before.
Ashley hold the back of the chair and raised to her feet, "Cindy, I didn't expect to meet you here."
"So do I. You look totally different in this dress."

Cecily didn't say anything. In her mind, Ashley was an insignificant nobody as others. But now in this famous opulent place,
Cecily realized that she was the stupid one indeed. Ashley could chat with executives freely and squander money without
hesitation on a bottle of wine which was several thousand dollars. How could she think that Ashley was the same as them?
Standing for a while, Ashley felt she couldn't stand any more. She drank too much. Although she was sober, her body was out of
control. She had always been concerned about her manners, so she sat down calmly. "Let's dine together. The seats are just
enough."
Karl waved his hand and said, "No, thanks! Do you still feel well? How about call Jasper to pick you up?"
"No, thanks." Ashley shook her head, "I'm fine. I can go back by myself."
Cindy and Cecily were surprised and confused. Jasper held up half of the sky in the entertainment sector. Was it true that Ashley
was so close to him? It seemed that she should be more careful with Ashley in the future.
Karl frowned and said, "I've got to go. Take care of yourself."
"Sure!" Ashley nodded and watched them leave the room. She finally couldn't stand any longer so she held her forehead with her
hands.
After a while, the sensation of dizziness passed out. The wine in the bottle was finished, and the steak was completely cold.
"Waiter."
The waiter came in and asked, "Miss, what can I do for you?"
"Help me open another bottle of wine."
"Okay."
By the time Jasper arrived, more than half of the second bottle of wine was finished. The woman had a wine glass in her hand by
the table. She twisted her waist and rested her arms on the railing, uninterestedly watching the show on the first floor. While
watching the performance, she raised her head to drink wine from time to time, behaving like a dissolute playboy.
"Ashley."
She looked back with her blearing eyes and saw a man there. Raising her eyebrows frivolously, she turned around and sat on
the back of the guest chair. "What are you doing here?"

With a casual smile on the corner of her mouth, the beautiful women interrogated him in a lofty manner.
He squinted his eyes, which looked aggressive.
Ashley drank the wine and put the glass on the table. Then she asked, "What are you doing here?"
This was the way she used to be, cold, aloof and supercilious, looking down upon anyone. She probably drank too much. She
relaxed her vigilance and forgot to disguise.
Jasper reached out his hand and didn't answer. "You should go home now."
Looking at his hand, slender and powerful, Ashley lowered her eyes, as if mocking herself. When she raised her head again, she
would look like a sophisticated woman.
"Thank you." Ashley put her hand in the man's hand and stood up with his help. But her legs seemed to be numb with anesthetic,
so she couldn't stand up.
Jasper quickly held her waist and let her lean against him.
His arms were warm and safe, like a tree that would not fall down, holding her tightly. For a moment, Ashley really wanted to hide
in his arms and never came out.
"Thank you." She composed herself to stand still.
"You're welcome." As he said so, Jasper turned to look at his friends in the opposite room. Karl also saw him. They nodded at
each other. There was no need to say too much in the friendship between men.
Ashley made her way downstairs slowly with the help of Jasper who was holding her by her side.
She was really beautiful tonight. Both black and golden suit her very well, and the dress was perfectly tailored. Her arms and
neck that were usually covered under blouse were now exposed, revealing her unique gentleness.
"Why did you wear a dress today?" He asked.
"Nothing special. I just bought it casually."
They paid the bill and went out. While taking out the car keys, Jasper said. "You're a heavy drinker. After drinking two bottles of
wine, you can walk so steadily and have a clear mind."

Only Ashley knew how weak her body was. Her mind was blank and her eyes were numb under the influence of alcohol. She
was very tired and wanted to close her eye.
"Well, not bad." She dealt with the situation with ease. As long as she walked and speak slowly, she would look normal.
Jasper drove the car. Ashley certainly could not sit in the backseat because she didn't want Jasper to be her driver, so she sat in
the front-passenger seat obediently.
It was very comfortable in the car and Ashley wanted to sleep. Jasper said while driving, as if he had a third eye, "take a nap if
you are sleepy. I will wake you up when we arrive your home."
Her rational minds warned her that it was rude to fall asleep in front of a man with whom she was not so familiar. However
emotionally, she felt that it was okay. After entangled with the thoughts over and over again, she couldn't help falling asleep.
In her dream, she felt something just like a feather touched her lips gently. Half asleep, she saw a blurred and handsome face.
Jasper... She whispered.
She felt a bigger kiss, hot and moist, on her lips. She fell asleep again in such a dreamy state.
Ashley woke up with a sore neck. The car had already stopped in front of the courtyard of her house. She thought of the strange
dream she had just now and felt embarrassed to look at Jasper. "Why didn't you wake me up?" she asked
"I did but you didn't wake up." Jasper answered unsparingly.
Ashley fell in embarrassing moment again because every time she drank, she would fall asleep soundly just like a pig and it was
difficult to wake up her up. "Well.. I'm so sorry to trouble you so much today. "
"It's okay." The man said briefly as ever.
"It's getting late so I won't hold you up then. Go home and have a rest." Ashley opened the door and got off the car. She only
wanted to leave this embarrassing place as soon as possible. "Be watchful on the way!"
Then she turned around, opened the door and walked in.
Covering her blushing face, Ashley walked into the house. Everyone was asleep; anyhow, very quiet. She went upstairs, threw
her bag on the bed, removed her makeup, washed her face, changed her pajamas, and then slipped in a thin blanket. Although a

lot of thoughts came to her mind, she could not resist the effect of alcohol and the softness of the bed, she soon fell asleep
again.
Ashley's bedtime routine was always inconsistent. She either got up too late or too early. Most of the time when she went
downstairs, others were asleep or went to work or went shopping.
While today everyone was sitting at the table for breakfast, as if they were waiting for her to announce something. After what had
happened last night, Ashley had mentally prepared, so she came down stairs calmly and sat down have breakfast.
However, Sheila couldn't help showing off, "Francis and I will be engaged next Sunday. Ashley, you can't be absent by then."
Having foreseen things would turn out this way, Ashley asked in surprise deliberately, "engaged? You are pregnant now. Why
don't you get married instead? Francis is so irresponsible! "
As soon as she mentioned this, Samuel said furiously, "she's not pregnant. No child at all!"
Seeing this, Gloria came to the rescue. She was absolutely born for mediation. "Well, Ashley. The fact was the hospital made a
mistake. Sheila was not pregnant. Don't mention it again in the future to make your daddy annoyed."
'Well, if you are afraid that daddy will be annoyed, how can you still lie?'
But Ashley didn't want to cease this topic. "This hospital is really unreliable. How can make such a mistake? It's ridiculous!"
"The hospital is of no importance. What matters is your sister's engagement ceremony. You can't be absent." While changing
topic, Gloria muttered in her heart, 'now Ashley always sticks to talk trenchantly. Every word is really incisive."
She raised her chin arrogantly. "I have no interests to see my ex-husband marry my sister."