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.

stomp

was terrified. Fear made

corner, she cried silently until

through the alley. Jasmine curled up tighter, biting down on

bleeding, and the

was as if she could no longer breathe on her

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

"Jasmine."

had peaked,

she looked up, her gaze

must be a

gone on a business trip to New Jersey?

to be

Jasmine's condition, slowly squatting in

was biting her hand,

gaze trembling, Jasmine attempted to lift her shaking fingers to hand it over but froze, feeling dirty

her wrist in a swift motion, pulling her into his embrace, and

He had found her.

...

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 himself seemed to be in a bad

down the stairs and saw Henry's car in the parking lot, he knew Jasmine had to

her instinct to hide in corners she

Ethan had found Jasmine. "Henry's assistant is also searching for her. Henry rushed back to

voice deep and firm. "We're heading

it's over a four-hour journey back to San Francisco from here, and then from there

carried

took Jasmine a while to realize the person beside her was

couldn't produce

water." Ethan

took it with trembling hands, feeling

didn't ask her what

sat silently in the seat, waiting for

me. I'll send someone to help

opened her mouth and whispered, looking down.

slowly closing

the warm bottle, Jasmine's voice was hoarse. "Mr. Douglas, what brings you...

passing through," Ethan

silent. Ethan probably didn't want her to get

Ethan didn't say

even with his eyes closed, his features still exuded an

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

and slowly

intending to stand, hit her head on the roof