Just then, a warm hand rested on her shoulder, and a gentle voice murmured from behind her, "Shay? I'm here."
Ashley Bowen whipped her head around to see a tall figure standing before her. His hair was a mess, his tie was loose, and his suit hung limply on his frame.
Even though he looked so disheveled, Ashley Bowen didn't care. She shot to her feet and threw herself into his arms, bursting into tears. "Do you have any idea how worried I was? I thought the person who fell... I thought it was you. WAAAH."
Jenson Shelby wrapped his arms around her shoulders, comforting her in a soft voice, "It's okay. I'm here. I'm here." 'In truth, just moments ago, he had been ready to jump and end it all. He knew that if he died, Yuri Sinclair would swoop in and take Ashley and her son away.'
'But he was truly afraid of hurting her. For the past five years, he had never left her side. If he had actually jumped to his death, how heartbroken would she be?'
