Wed to the Billionaire Brother of My Spouse by Doris

Chapter 5 Escape

Jasmine had fled the hospital, infuriating both the Wilson family and Daniel.

"I knew it," Serena's choked voice filled the hospital room as she awoke. "She'd never voluntarily give me her kidney."

Her words made it clear; she believed Jasmine owed her everything.

When Serena returned to the Wilsons, she didn't adopt their surname but kept calling herself Serena Avery, a nod to the fact that, despite everything, the Averys had raised her for twenty-one years.

The irony was stark. Serena was painted as the saintly princess to the bone, while Jasmine was labeled the venomous impostor.

Serena was clever, though. She clung to her name to constantly prick at the Wilsons' guilt, ensuring they'd compensate her for the years they were absent without limit.

"Serena, don't cry; she owes you," Evan said with furrowed brows, his voice full of sympathy. "She won't get far!"

"Brother..." Serena wept, clinging to Evan. "I'm so scared. Now that Jasmine is out, what if Daniel doesn't want me anymore?"

"Serena, what are you talking about? Jasmine tarnished the Douglases' name in San Francisco and brought shame on Daniel. Do you really think he'd choose her over you?" Evan soothed her, gently rubbing her head.

"But, Evan... what if Jasmine blabs? If she tells Daniel it was us back then..." Serena peered at Evan, fishing for reassurance.

They were the masterminds who arranged for Jasmine to spend a night in a stranger's

room.

ours? Relax, her dark secret is her Achilles' heel; she wouldn't dare expose us," Evan's gaze darkened with resolve. He had to make sure Jasmine got the message, loud and

the other man was." Serena had been trying to get to the bottom of it for

and Daniel's now with you," Evan

nodded, a smug smile curling

years of her life - why should she get to

on making Jasmine pay back everything

...

Demolition Zone.

wearing a found baseball cap, scanned the surroundings

A voice called out eagerly while running

Richard's eyes reddened with concern and his voice wavered with emotion. "Jasmine,

she had been

trial five years ago, Jasmine pleaded guilty

Jasmine leaned against a wall, her voice

left with no

all she had were

a good life," Richard soothed, embracing Jasmine and comforting her with gentle pats on the back. "Justin's waiting at home. The little guy's a smart cookie. He knew this morning

child broke Jasmine's last ounce of composure,

survive, she suppressed all her emotions and lived a wretched existence. Now, she

letting her cry it

hardships she must

her sobs subsided, he steadied her. "Jasmine, let's