Wed to the Billionaire Brother of My Spouse by Doris

Chapter 16 Germaphobe

"Mr. Douglas..."

Seeing Ethan emerging from the examination room, his assistant panicked and began to spray alcohol, as if wanting to disinfect Ethan completely.

Ethan was a germaphobe, and his least favorite place was the hospital-a place where he could barely stand to set foot in.

The fact that he'd carried that filthy woman into a hospital was enough to astonish his assistant for days.

"Mr. Douglas, the hotel surveillance footage has been sent over. Do you need me to..." his assistant asked.

"No need!" Ethan's voice was heavy with anger and impatience.

His assistant quickly fell silent, knowing full well that Ethan was furious and hurried after him. "Mr. Douglas, although Miss Wilson was formerly engaged to Mr. Daniel, their engagement has been dissolved. She's no longer part of the Douglas family; she's just a pretender to the heiress title. There's no need for you to concern yourself with her."

Ethan said nothing.

"Besides, I've heard that Jasmine's personal life is quite scandalous; she even had a child. Looking at how thin she is, who knows if..." His assistant's mutterings were cut short as he felt a chill down his spine.

Ethan's gaze was icy as he took the alcohol wipe offered by his assistant and cleaned his hands with visible distaste.

"Let's not speak of things without proof and certainly don't slander a woman so casually," Ethan remarked, despite his aversion, disliking the smear of a woman's reputation by those around him.

His assistant promptly sealed his lips.

...

In the hospital room.

"It's just a mild concussion, but you'll need to be hospitalized for observation," William instructed Jasmine firmly, encouraging her to comply and finish her IV treatment.

"No... no need; I refuse treatment," Jasmine panicked, her eyes wide with fear as she looked at William. "I don't have any money."

Her funds were nonexistent.

it," William said with a furrowed brow, a hint of pity flashing in his

pity was all he felt

Jasmine were often

to be a swan among the elite when you're nothing but an ugly

and now

name, and then looked

William, engrossed in his charting,

much for the medical bills?" She did not

her treatment, and the bill for those

the CT scan, it should be a little over eight hundred," William replied; his patience wearing

again, offering no further

IV this time," William reminded her, alluding to

Silent once more.

remain silent all day long, not uttering a single

stay quiet. When they

tormentors lost interest since they found no satisfaction in her lack of

this book for free. Don't miss

wounds on yourself? Did no one else hurt you?" William found her

What

folks seem to ask for the trouble that

curled up to her

should try to fight back," William advised before immediately feeling

back..." Jasmine whispered

she resist, emboldened reprisals and beatings would

The guards had watched with indifference as others attacked

her corner, how

escaped her as Jasmine

any idea what a living hell

understood a world where