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.

You think anyone's going to believe her word over 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

up with the guy we lined up. I've no idea who the other

is that her reputation is trashed, and Daniel's now with you," Evan said, patting Serena on the

smug smile

of her life - why should she get

was hellbent on ruining her, on making Jasmine pay back everything she

...

Demolition Zone.

found baseball cap, scanned

A voice called out

concern

she had been

the trial five years ago, Jasmine pleaded guilty to protect

a wall,

was left with

had were

out. We'll start over and live a good life," Richard soothed, embracing Jasmine and comforting her with gentle pats on the back. "Justin's waiting at

child broke Jasmine's last ounce of composure, and

she endured a living nightmare. To survive, she suppressed all her emotions

her cry

the hardships she must have faced behind

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