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.

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

Fear made

in the corner, she cried

the alley. Jasmine curled up tighter, biting down on her finger to

was now bleeding, and the sweet tang of blood

as if she could no longer

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

"Jasmine."

her fear had peaked,

she looked up, her gaze fixed

must be

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

had to be a

breathing was rapid as he noticed Jasmine's condition, slowly squatting in front of her. "Give me

her hand, deep

shaking fingers to

a swift motion, pulling her into his embrace,

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 would

took Jasmine away and that

and saw Henry's car in the

instinct to hide in corners she

had found Jasmine. "Henry's assistant is also searching for her. Henry rushed back to the Patricks'. I heard Mr.

his voice deep and firm.

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

didn't mind and carried

while to realize the person beside her was

couldn't

Ethan handed her

took it with trembling hands, feeling

didn't ask

seat, waiting for Jasmine to recover before

I'll send someone

opened her mouth and whispered,

silent, slowly closing

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

passing through," Ethan

didn't want

the ride, Ethan

a glance at him. He was incredibly good-looking, even with his

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

slowly opened his eyes, his

stand, hit her head on the roof of the car,

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