Chapter 65 Jasmine is Henry's Bottom Line

Jasmine shook her head, saying nothing.

Regret?

Of course, she had some regrets.

But regret was futile.

Her regret wasn't for not compromising with Henry at the beginning, but... regretting why she didn't die in the year she was born.

"You rest first; I'll make dinner." Jasmine's voice was low, polite, and distant.

Henry frowned, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, and lit a cigarette.

Jasmine's current demeanor was obviously not the feeling he desired.

She was acting so nicely simply because she was Jasmine.

"Ben, tell Melissa's agent that she has been acting recklessly lately. She needs to settle down, no commercial activities or acting jobs for the next six months." Henry spoke

coldly.

On the other end of the phone, Ben understood his boss' intentions.

This was to hide Melissa for at least half a year.

Just because Melissa had provoked Jasmine today.

"Okay, Mr. Patrick."

After hanging up, Henry turned to look at Jasmine bustling in the kitchen.

Her hair was loosely tied up, and her figure looked incredibly slender.

From Henry's perspective, Jasmine was truly beautiful, captivating enough to hold one's gaze for eternity.

Six years ago, when Henry first saw Jasmine, he thought that a canary like Jasmine was suitable to be kept in a cage made of gold, to be displayed for admiration.

But now, Henry had the urge to hide Jasmine, to keep her only for himself.

Hidden at home, away from anyone's coveting eyes.

"The contract... Are you sure you don't want to take a look?" Henry tossed the cigarette butt, walked into the kitchen, and embraced Jasmine from behind.

Jasmine's body tensed up. The kitchen knife almost fell on her foot, but Henry quickly grabbed it.

"No need..." Jasmine shook her head.

with me, not to be a maid." Henry's voice was low and hoarse, reminding Jasmine once again

but at least in this regard, he would respect her

hands slowly dropping. "Henry, you don't lack

women.

Henry was the kind of man who wanted what he

turned off the stove, facing Henry.

sparkled,

tossed it aside, and unbuttoned

body were shocking,

being released from prison for so

were countless scars on her wrists from

was far from

at the very least, he demanded

was already a shattered piece of pottery, too

stood rigidly in place; his fingers clenched tightly at

Jasmine laughed self- deprecatingly, fearing that she wasn't worth much even if she were to

things out, find Ben to sign the contract. Use the money in the account as you please, if you're short on cash, just ask

and

the bruises all over

herself, picked up the shirt on the floor,

wouldn't be interested in her

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experiences she had been through,

What was the point?

...

and went to a

Henry was drinking alone and immediately

room, leaning into his arms as

her agent that Henry intended

Henry for three years, and after graduating

had achieved her current success-all thanks to

had earned enough in these years, what woman

compared herself to those women in the entertainment industry who

fat and rich or had various special quirks. Handsome and playful men like Henry were

the ultimate dream guy for all female stars, but unfortunately,

Henry didn't push Melissa away;

clung to Henry. "I

instructed Melissa

stood in

your shirt." Henry's voice was very

hesitated for a moment and glanced around,

of them in the private

after all,

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