Wed to the Billionaire Brother of My Spouse by Doris

Chapter 106 Ethan Took Jasmine Home

"Jasmine!"

Ben burst into the alley, looking anxiously all around.

Where could she have gone?

"Jasmine!"

The alley was eerily quiet. Ben had been running around for what seemed like an eternity but still hadn't found Jasmine.

He was unaware that when Jasmine got scared, her instinct was to find a corner to hide

in.

Paralyzed with fear, she crouched beside a trash can in the corner of the alley, body trembling uncontrollably.

Six years ago.

At the party, Jasmine had one drink and soon after found herself in a haze, being guided to a room by someone.

Frozen with dread, her heart was screaming, desperately struggling, but her body was completely unresponsive.

She attempted to flee, trying to cling to consciousness, but to no avail.

Pounding on the door, crying out for help, her efforts were futile. No one came to her

rescue.

Had the hotel's windows not been sealed shut, she might have been driven to jump. Curled up in the corner, she gradually lost hope in everyone.

"Bitch, you have no shame."

"Look at the marks on her body, not even dressed."

"See the blood on the bed? How shameless."

The next day, while she was still unconscious, Serena and Daniel burst into the room with reporters in tow.

She opened her eyes in confusion, then wrapped herself tightly with the sheets, terror surpassing even that of the previous night.

Like a fish gasping on dry land, this was her final struggle.

Crying helplessly, she pleaded for Daniel's assistance.

Daniel's eyes were cold, cruel, distant, and disgusted.

Each expression hurled her further into hell. Trampling her, again and again.

What had she done wrong? It was those who hurt her who were at fault.

no one believed her. Everyone seemed eager to stomp her into the

terrified. Fear made

she cried silently until her

alley. Jasmine curled up tighter, biting down

finger was now bleeding, and the sweet tang

was as if she could no longer breathe on

trapped in the warehouse by Daniel and Serena, her terror was absolute, her body's symptoms of depression and

"Jasmine."

peaked,

her gaze

be

on a business trip to New Jersey? What was he

had to be a

slowly squatting in front of her.

biting her hand, deep enough

shaking fingers to hand

her

He had found her.

...

about Jasmine, but his actions spoke differently as he arranged transportation for Ethan,

Jasmine away and that Henry himself

in the parking

and her instinct to hide in

assistant is also searching for her. Henry rushed back to the Patricks'. I heard Mr. Patrick Sr. had some

his coat over Jasmine, his voice deep and firm. "We're heading

back to San Francisco from here, and then from there to New York, you won't have any time to rest

carried

a while to realize the person beside her

to speak but couldn't produce a

water." Ethan handed her a

hands, feeling the

didn't ask her

the seat, waiting for Jasmine

me. I'll send

her mouth and whispered,

remained silent, slowly

the warm bottle, Jasmine's voice was hoarse.

through,"

silent. Ethan probably didn't want her to

ride, Ethan

him. He was incredibly good-looking, even with his eyes closed,

panic slowly subsided. Leaning against the car window, she watched Ethan rest. It seemed that just by watching him, her heart could find

Ethan seemed to sense her gaze and slowly opened his eyes,

sat up quickly and, intending to stand, hit her head on the roof of