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.

said with a furrowed brow, a

all

everyone in San Francisco knew the type-people like Jasmine were often pitied but also harbored traits that

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made her bed, and now she had

and then looked up at William with

his charting,

She did not

cost of her treatment, and the bill for those

it should be a little over eight hundred," William replied; his

fell silent again, offering no further

time," William reminded her, alluding

Silent once more.

pressing questions, Jasmine could remain silent all day long, not uttering a

prison, she learned to stay quiet. When they stripped her and humiliated her, she stopped crying

lost interest since they found no satisfaction in her

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you really inflict these wounds on yourself? Did no one else hurt you?" William found

What was

for the trouble

were clenched tightly, and her legs were curled up to her chest, but still,

feeling like he had overstepped, and he left the hospital

Jasmine whispered

reprisals and

What was the outcome? The guards had watched with indifference as others attacked her. No one would come

corner,

her as Jasmine

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