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.

seemed eager to stomp her into the mud, beyond any

Fear made even

in the corner, she cried silently until

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

bleeding, and the sweet tang

she could no longer

by Daniel and Serena, her

"Jasmine."

peaked, she saw a

her gaze fixed

be a

gone on a business trip to New

to

slowly squatting in

was biting her hand, deep enough

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

wrist in a swift motion, pulling her into his embrace, and exhaled with relief.

He had found her.

...

about Jasmine, but his actions spoke differently as he arranged transportation for Ethan, making them at the hospital in just over

and that Henry

the stairs and saw Henry's car in the

Jasmine's fear and her 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. Patrick Sr. had some

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

Douglas... it's over a four-hour journey back to San Francisco from here, and then from there to New York, you

didn't mind and carried Jasmine

person beside her

couldn't produce a sound at

water." Ethan handed her a

with trembling hands, feeling the warmth slowly seep

didn't ask her

in the seat, waiting for Jasmine to recover before

I'll send someone

mouth and whispered, looking down. "Thank

silent, slowly closing

Jasmine's voice was hoarse. "Mr. Douglas, what brings you... to

through," Ethan said

Ethan probably didn't want her to get the wrong

the ride, Ethan didn't say another

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

rest. It seemed that just by watching him,

seemed to sense her gaze and slowly opened his eyes, his voice husky and

Jasmine sat up quickly and, intending to stand, hit her head on the roof of the car, nearly dropping