Wed to the Billionaire Brother of My Spouse by Doris

Chapter 56

Chapter 56 Patience

Henry understood and then leaned back in his seat with a chuckle. "Get in. Don't make me ask a third time."

Jasmine's fingers were almost raw from nervous picking. She looked down at her clothes to make sure they were clean before carefully opening the rear car door.

"Sit in front," Henry motioned.

After a pause, Jasmine decided to sit in the passenger seat.

Henry said nothing as he drove Jasmine

the mall.

"Get out," Henry instructed.

Jasmine stayed seated, unmoving.

After a long moment, she finally spoke. "I...I want to go back."

"You think signing on with me for three years means being a nanny or a housekeeper?" Henry couldn't help but feel amused.

Jasmine still said nothing.

"Get out. Whether I go for the paternity test or not depends on your cooperation," he resorted to a threat, now the only tactic that seemed to work against her

stubbornness.

Reluctantly leaving the car, Jasmine followed Henry.

Taking her into an elevator, Jasmine instinctively retreated to the furthest corner, facing

away from Henry and staring at the elevator walls.

When they stopped on the first floor of the mall, a crowd started to enter.

Henry reached out, pulling Jasmine in front of him with a slight frown.

Jasmine stood rigid amid the crowd, a flicker of terror across her features.

Crowded places had always unnerved her...

During her years behind bars, Jasmine suffered severe psychological trauma. A person, hit with such crushing blows, would inevitably fall prey to stress reactions.

She was claustrophobic and anxious in crowds, afraid of being squeezed among strangers. Her breaths became labored, and sweat began to bead on her forehead. Henry glanced down at Jasmine. Towering over the others, his head and shoulders were easily spotted, while Jasmine could be easily swallowed up by the sea of people.

"Let's go."

more compliant than she was five years ago. Following Henry

about how Jasmine had changed. Once, her eyes sparkled with life; now, they were hollow, as if

the means to assist Jasmine, but he hadn't. Part

have it sent to IF," Henry instructed his assistant on the phone before leading Jasmine into a store filled with expensive smartphones. Jasmine

indulge in shopping, rarely stepping out

proved to be

know how to use

a distance, Jasmine looked up at him

said, taking

Five years out of touch with smartphones meant she was likely unfamiliar

pointing instead to a simple, more affordable

but Jasmine had always been the

said, picking up the smartphone and gently

Jasmine wanted to resist.

you going to get used to

Jasmine fell silent again.

called out,

as they come. The attendant, spotting Henry, broke

small-time starlet lavishly kept by Henry in her early years, was a well-known

the air of the innocent, a ballerina, who after three years with Henry, strutted about with her nose in the air, making

and he glanced

his gaze and swiftly withdrew

keep her wits about her; men of his ilk were all the same. Without

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attendant clapped a hand over her mouth. "Mr. Patrick, this

his temples and settled on a

never escorts anyone here himself, and he

place, like she just rolled in from the sticks. Is Mr. Patrick tired of those

was changing in the fitting room, the women outside gossiped on. The tailor, measuring Jasmine's frame,

Jasmine stayed silent.

confident," the tailor encouraged with a smile. "Mr. Patrick is drawn

lost for

Mr. Patrick for three years, and he's dropped that haughty princess for a maid?" The chatter from the

others looking down on her. What concerned her was whether

in a white dress the attendant had chosen, Jasmine caught Henry's

she once held was

lowered her gaze from her reflection,

didn't recognize the person staring back

unfamiliar

"Okay," Henry finally nodded.

to gather more outfits for Jasmine and

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