Could it be her?
His heart did hold a twinge of anticipation for a second, but he soon reached the woman's side, then he stopped, he rolled down the window, and Ivy immediately came over, "Jaspar..."
She was wrapped in fur, but it was still a little cold outside, and she was shivering with her arms wrapped around her, looking miserable.
"What are you doing here?"
"I wanted to see you, but did you ever say you wouldn't allow me in your house."
Jaspar recalled that he did seem to have said something like that, and that was indeed not gentlemanly enough, but if Ivy hadn't blackmailed him with his parents, he wouldn't have treated a woman like that, especially a beautiful one. He had broken up with Ivy, but he didn't hate her, and if he had to judge, they had a happy time.
"Come in." He
