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.

one believed her. Everyone seemed eager to stomp her into the mud, beyond any

terrified. Fear

in the corner, she cried silently until her

up tighter, biting

bleeding, and the sweet tang of blood filled her

could no longer breathe on

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

"Jasmine."

fear had peaked,

she looked up, her

must be a

a business trip to New Jersey? What was he doing in Boston?

to be a

Jasmine's condition, slowly squatting in front of her. "Give me

was biting her hand, deep enough

fingers to hand it over but froze, feeling dirty

in a swift motion, pulling her into his embrace,

He had found her.

...

Jasmine, but his actions spoke differently as he arranged transportation for Ethan, making them at the hospital in just over an hour. A task that

away and that Henry

ran down the stairs and saw Henry's car in the

fear and her instinct to hide

Douglas!" Liam followed suit, relieved to see Ethan had found Jasmine. "Henry's assistant is also searching for her. Henry rushed back to the Patricks'. I heard Mr. Patrick

coat over Jasmine, his voice deep

from here, and then from there to New York, you won't have any time to rest before your

and carried Jasmine to

while to realize the person beside her was real, not just a

to speak but couldn't produce

Ethan handed

hands,

didn't ask her

silently in the seat, waiting for Jasmine to recover before saying,

me. I'll send someone

and whispered, looking

slowly

was hoarse. "Mr. Douglas, what brings you...

passing through,"

down, remaining silent. Ethan probably didn't want her to get

Ethan

him. He was incredibly good-looking, even with his eyes closed, his features still exuded an air of

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

and slowly opened his eyes, his voice husky

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