Seduced by My Childhood Sweetheart’s Brother

Jasmine didn't wear a hospital gown but silk pajamas with long sleeves and trousers. Because of the unique softness of the silk, she fully exposed her body curves, which was much more attractive than merely seducing.

She lay weakly on the bed. She must have cried just now as her eyes were still a little red.

Her other follower, Baz, stood to the left of the bed. He placed his hands behind his back, displaying his concern.

An elderly woman was massaging Jasmine's lower limbs, occasionally turning her head to wipe her tears, like a mother who felt sorry for her daughter.

I was puzzled. Weren't Jasmine's family members living abroad? Did this woman rush back after hearing that she was injured?

I looked at Colin in confusion. This woman was so distressed that she cried. Could she be Jasmine's mother? It wasn't a serious injury. She wouldn't shed tears if she wasn't close with Jasmine.

Colin shook his head subtly, whispering to me that it was Sophia, the caretaker.

That seemed a little odd.

caretaker? She couldn't have such a profound relationship with Jasmine in just a few days that

received money, and served their employers

there something wrong with my interpretation? Were today's caretakers so responsible? They not only

a good caretaker

her wet eyes shone brightly. She seemed to want to say something

appeared, Jasmine's excitement paused briefly before dissipating, and her

More precisely, my presence was unwelcome for her at any time

didn't have to come. I was too careless to injure myself during rehabilitation. Sorry for making you worry. It doesn't hurt.

Ov

herself up

at all. I

spoke gently and pretended to be strong. She had tears in her eyes, but she

believed Amelia if her story hadn't been far

Jasmine for a few days, her

her to do this in front of a man

stated such hypocritical things. He pinched my waist