No More Layovers for a Love That Won't Land novel Chapter 13

Mia called his name again, trying to make sense of the cold stare he was giving her.

But his expression remained glacial, making her suddenly uneasy. When he spoke, his voice had lost all its warmth.

“Why did you do it?”

She blinked, genuinely confused.

“What are you talking about?”

The next second, he exploded.

“WHY THE HELL DID YOU DO IT? Why did you set Freya up like that?”

Though startled by his outburst, hearing the assistant’s name made Mia roll her eyes.

“She’s just some assistant. What’s the big deal? Why are you freaking out? Didn’t you literally say she was ‘just an assistant‘ yourself?”

Her dismissive tone deflated him instantly.

She was right. He’d tossed Freya aside himself. So why was he so pissed now?

Mia moved closer, reaching for his arm.

“Come on, let’s grab some food. You’re just hangry.”

But her syrupy voice only amplified his irritation. His mind flooded with flashbacks of Freya’s wounded face–how he’d repeatedly chosen to hurt her instead of believe her.

How must she have felt each time?

The more he thought about it, the harder it became to breathe. He didn’t even have the energy to fake politeness anymore, pushing Mia back.

“Go eat by yourself. I’m not in the mood.”

He hadn’t pushed hard, just enough to create space, but her face registered pure shock. After days of him jumping through hoops for her every whim, he was now pushing her away for someone else–for Freya, a nobody assistant. Mia’s temper exploded.

“What the actual fuck, Jasper? You’re treating me like this over some secretary? What’s next–dumping me to chase after your little office fling?”

Her words made his stomach turn. He didn’t understand his own reactions–why he felt so awful, why he was

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hurting. Shouldn’t he be relieved Freya was gone? They should never have started anything in the first place.

But all he could do was clench his fists, fighting for control.

“I’m just beat. Go get lunch without me.”

Mia scoffed, no longer interested in playing nice, and stormed out.