Evan's POV
The next day at my office, I couldn't wait to see the look on Jasmine's face.
I had already transferred the money for her mother's lung transplant and I cleared all the outstanding medical expenses so she wouldn't have a burden on her hands.
I didn't do this for Jasmine to fall in love with me or for her to think that she owed me. I wanted to do something good, from the heart, for someone I've been having uncontrollable feelings for.
'She doesn't even know I was the one who paid off everything, and it would stay that way until I'm ready to tell her myself.'
I was at my desk, reading through emails and proposals towards the company.
A knock came on the door.
"Come in." I said.
My father walked in. Dressed in a sharp grey suit, briefcase in hand and adjusting his neck tie.
I threw myself back in my chair as a smirk came in my face. It was a pleasant surprise indeed.