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.

have such a profound relationship with

understanding of caretakers, they worked hard, received money, and served their employers with professionalism. They wouldn't

today's caretakers so responsible?

found a good caretaker

brightly. She seemed to want

briefly before dissipating,

my company was unnecessary. More precisely, my presence was unwelcome

to come. I was too careless to injure myself during rehabilitation. Sorry for making you

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she still cheered herself up

all. I

but she bit her lip and refused to

her story hadn't been far from

seeing Jasmine for a few days, her hypocrisy

this in front

struggled to deal with Jasmine since she stated such hypocritical things. He pinched