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."

ago. Following Henry like a soulless marionette, she

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

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

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

in shopping, rarely stepping

proved to

know how to use this one?" Henry's voice was

distance, Jasmine looked up

here," he said,

years out of touch with smartphones

her head, pointing instead to a

occurrence, but Jasmine had always been

the smartphone and gently pulling Jasmine by the wrist as

Jasmine wanted to resist.

to get used

Jasmine fell silent again.

out,

come. The

by Henry in her early years, was a well-known figure

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

expression darkened momentarily, and he glanced instinctively at

and swiftly withdrew her wrist from

her wits about her; men of

them, a woman was nothing more than a temporary trinket, a fleeting

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take her," Henry said, visibly irritated as he massaged his temples and settled on a couch, casually flipping through

with this country girl Mr. Patrick brought in today? He never escorts anyone

like she just rolled in

women outside gossiped on. The tailor, measuring Jasmine's frame,

Jasmine stayed silent.

Patrick is drawn to girls

lost for

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

quiet. She wasn't bothered about others looking down on her. What concerned her was whether her presence

Jasmine caught Henry's attention. He was silent

once held was gone, irrevocably

quickly lowered her gaze from her reflection, not

the person staring

unfamiliar

"Okay," Henry finally nodded.

off to gather more outfits for Jasmine and gestured for

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