Chapter 135 Ethan Calls Jasmine His Wife

"Come with me, Mr. Douglas is on the warpath," Liam sighed, beckoning Jasmine to

follow.

Jasmine wiped away her tears, trying to keep her composure without giving anything away, and followed Liam with her head down.

"What's going on with you? Why did you run off last night? Feeling guilty?" The receptionist from last night spotted Jasmine as soon as they entered the hotel and rushed over angrily. "That work ID is fake, isn't it?"

Jasmine remained silent with her head lowered.

Liam furrowed his brow, about to ask what had happened, when Ethan emerged from the elevator.

The receptionist quickly approached him. "Mr. Douglas, did you have a good night's rest?"

Ethan, with a stern face, kept his eyes fixed on Jasmine.

Jasmine didn't dare to look up at Ethan, standing there somewhat helplessly. Ignoring everyone, Ethan walked straight up to Jasmine.

Jasmine, nervous, bit her lip and took a step back, her fingers clenching in a panic.

With a forceful aura, Ethan reached out and lifted Jasmine's hair, surprising the onlookers.

Jasmine felt his fingertips on her skin, burning hot.

Startled and wanting to pull away, she was caught by Ethan's grip on her wrist.

"Why are you running?" Ethan's voice was oppressive.

Jasmine's eyes reddened, with a look of distress but she dared not cry.

Ethan's gaze fell on a love bite on the back of Jasmine's neck, he raised an eyebrow and spoke again, "Where did you go last night?"

Jasmine, with her head down, responded in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry... so sorry. I couldn't find you... It's all my fault..."

Jasmine broke into a desperate cry, lying because she didn't dare to let Ethan know, "I'm sorry, can you... please don't fire me."

Jasmine tried hard to stop crying, but she was terrified.

Terrified of losing Ethan's affection, she really needed Ethan now.

"Why would I fire you?" Ethan murmured softly, his initially menacing presence visibly softening.

Could there be a hint of... relief in his demeanor?

Liam was stunned; what had gotten into Mr. Douglas?

couldn't find you last night,"

gentle, "Alright,

Ethan speaking

nodded and attempted

held Jasmine's wrist again, openly and without any hesitation. He then

darkened once more as he looked at Jasmine's flushed cheeks. "Go upstairs and get some rest;

stammered, glancing

head out at two in the afternoon,

raised his hand to

been played, and Liam

was

even more terrifying

cold medicine," Ethan ordered, turning with a cold tone in his

there was the familiar Mr.

was he so icy to him, exuding such murderous vibes, and so gentle with Jasmine? Where was the justice

glances. Was

want them to stop her last

her tears, Jasmine lowered her head and approached

Jasmine her badge. "Sor... sorry." Jasmine didn't say a word, her

5s.com for uninterrupted enjoyment. The next

entered the elevator, Ethan's gentle gaze

pinched himself; it wasn't

"Douglas... Mr. Douglas..."

reception?" Ethan asked

Wilson, last night..." The receptionist

Mr. Douglas, we... we thought

what?" Ethan frowned, running out of

receptionist blurted out nervously.

no idea that Jasmine Miss

face turned pale,

fear.

who gave us her picture, told us to stop her, said she might be an

let out a cold

was really playing a bold

with his business, and now his own people were

everything. Fire those who need firing, sue those who should be sued, issue an industry-wide notice if necessary." Ethan glanced at Liam

gravity of last night's incident had genuinely struck a nerve

notice meant the hotel's management wouldn't just face unemployment—they'd be staring down lawsuits and a blacklist ensuring they'd never

area is on the second floor. Where are you going?" Liam asked anxiously as he followed Ethan

looked worried, clearly preoccupied with

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