Wed to the Billionaire Brother of My Spouse by Doris

Chapter 63 Ethan Openly Defended Jasmine

The Club.

Jasmine handed over her shift to a colleague and began getting ready to leave work, but then Henry sent her a message, asking her to wait at the club.

"Jasmine, Mr. Patrick will be entertaining guests here shortly. Could you say a few nice words on our behalf?" The manager walked over, smiling as he spoke.

Jasmine had social anxiety and would instinctively shy away from people.

The manager didn't mind and pulled Jasmine in warmly.

"Who is Jasmine?" Outside the door, a few bodyguards dressed in black escorted a woman inside.

The woman wore sunglasses, high heels, a tight leather skirt, and a Chanel-style jacket, making her stand out as stunning on such a cold day.

When the woman took off her sunglasses, the bodyguards cleared the area, and only then did the manager finally recognize her.

Melissa!

The manager inwardly cursed, realizing that trouble was brewing.

"Are you Jasmine?" Melissa walked up to Chloe and asked.

Chloe shook her head in fear.

Melissa scanned everyone and finally asked the manager, "Bring Jasmine out."

Clearly, she didn't think Chloe was the type Henry would be interested in.

Jasmine stood in the corner, almost burying her head in the dust. She habitually hunched her shoulders, afraid to stand up straight.

Because of the years she spent in prison, she gained a natural fear of people, so she hunched her shoulders to protect herself.

The manager nervously glanced at Jasmine. He was unsure of what to do; he didn't know whether Mr. Patrick and Melissa had broken up or not.

Mr. Patrick might have been a passing fancy for Jasmine, but Melissa had been with Mr. Patrick for three years.

In terms of feelings, Melissa and Mr. Patrick's relationship was definitely deeper.

"Are you deaf? Who is Jasmine?" Melissa asked, looking quite displeased.

After weighing the pros and cons, the manager pointed to Jasmine in the corner. "She is. Do you need to speak with her?"

Melissa looked surprised as she walked over and pinched Jasmine's chin, examining her closely. "You are Jasmine?"

There was a look of shock and disbelief on her face. "Is Mr. Patrick blind?"

a step back and keeping

ready to fight, but after seeing Jasmine like this, she lost her fighting

she could even make a move, her opponent already looked so pitiful. She was

she's Jasmine? The one Henry personally brings

The manager quickly nodded.

began scrutinizing Jasmine. "You slept with Henry? He doesn't like

head lowered was as if

fancy food and has developed a taste for something simple, like cabbage." Melissa muttered to herself, originally wanting to see where

woman.

she saw Jasmine behaving

trying to steal my man?" Melissa pushed

stumbled,

shocked. Jasmine was

hadn't even touched

wasn't she

walked over and grabbed

reflexively recoiled. She instinctively

hiding inside

aback by

furrowed his brow and took a step

closely at Jasmine, then glanced at the manager. "What's... going

with her?"

quickly intervened. "Jasmine

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upstairs and stood in front of Jasmine. "Miss Melissa, please don't harass her. She has acute PTSD and severe depression. If anything happens to her because of

but for now, she had to play the Henry

surprised, "Have Henry's preferences changed

again. "Mr. Patrick dislikes trouble.

you know

to see who's trying to steal my

out she

face turned pale. She wasn't afraid of

her bodyguards cornered her in the alley. If Richard hadn't

whenever more than two men approached her, Jasmine would have a breakdown; she'd struggle to breathe and tremble all over,

condition and crouched outside the low cabinet,

Jasmine had attempted suicide countless times. Eventually, the prison guards, fearing for her safety, sent

seemed like a lifeless body, devoid of a soul,

Emily didn't understand what

until after her release that Emily researched this treatment. Once she learned what it was, she cried for a long time; she even had to

through electric

it was unclear if the painful