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."

than she was five years ago. Following Henry like a soulless marionette, she trailed behind

had changed. Once, her eyes sparkled with life; now, they

assist Jasmine, but he hadn't. Part of him... part of

phone before leading Jasmine into a store filled

to indulge in shopping, rarely stepping

Jasmine always proved to be

to use this one?" Henry's

a distance, Jasmine looked up at him

he said, taking

with smartphones meant she was likely unfamiliar with their advanced functions-she

her head, pointing instead to a simple, more affordable model

chuckled an infrequent occurrence, but Jasmine had always been

said, picking up the smartphone and gently pulling Jasmine by the wrist as

Jasmine wanted to resist.

used to it?" Henry

Jasmine fell silent again.

a voice called out,

Jasmine into a swanky boutique where the fashion displays were as opulent as they come. The attendant, spotting Henry, broke into a blossom of a smile. "Mr.

lavishly kept by Henry in her

a ballerina, who after three years with

expression darkened momentarily, and he glanced instinctively

gaze and swiftly withdrew

about her; men of his ilk were all

woman was nothing more than

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hand over

as he massaged his temples and settled on a couch,

brought in today? He never escorts anyone here himself, and he was even holding her hand,"

just rolled in from the sticks.

was changing in the fitting room, the women outside gossiped on. The tailor, measuring Jasmine's frame, inquired in a hushed tone, "What's

Jasmine stayed silent.

"Mr. Patrick is drawn to girls with grace; the ones who've danced since they

paused, lost

for three years, and he's dropped that haughty princess for a maid?"

down on her. What concerned her

Henry's attention. He was silent for a while, not uttering a word. Honestly, the difference

she once held

from

recognize the person staring

unfamiliar and

"Okay," Henry finally nodded.

attendant scurried off to gather more outfits

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