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?

night," Jasmine

seemed unbothered, his tone even gentle, "Alright, go upstairs and get yourself

open. Was he hallucinating? Why was Ethan speaking to Jasmine with such tenderness that it seemed

and

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

"Go

stammered, glancing nervously at the

two in the afternoon, it's

to his forehead,

just been played, and Liam thought he would

why was this so

even more terrifying than

ordered, turning with a

was

so icy to him, exuding such murderous vibes, and so gentle

exchanging nervous glances. Was this

why did their manager want

Jasmine lowered her head and

didn't say a word, her figure wobbly as she

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Jasmine entered the elevator, Ethan's gentle gaze

himself; it wasn't an

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

reception?" Ethan asked

Wilson, last night..." The receptionist

Mr. Douglas, we... we thought Miss Wilson

what?" Ethan frowned, running out

escort," the receptionist blurted out nervously. "Mr. Douglas, it

that Jasmine Miss

receptionist's face turned

fear.

manager who gave us her picture, told us to stop her, said she might be an escort," she said, head

let out a cold

playing a bold

and now his own people were

should be sued, issue an industry-wide notice if necessary."

of last night's incident had

hotel's management wouldn't just face unemployment—they'd be staring down lawsuits and a blacklist ensuring

second floor. Where are you going?" Liam asked anxiously as he followed

worried, clearly preoccupied with

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