Wed to the Billionaire Brother of My Spouse by Doris

Chapter 142 Ethan Actually Blushed

In the hotel room, Ethan sat at the desk, glancing at Jasmine, who hesitated to approach from the corridor.

"Take your medicine." Ethan nudged the cup of mixed medication toward her.

Jasmine, nervously hiding behind a partition, only approached with her head down when she heard Ethan speak.

"Do you want to rest in the hotel, or would you rather go out and explore?" Ethan remembered Jasmine mentioning that the seaside views in Hawaii were nice.

Jasmine's eyes lit up as she held the water cup.

She wasn't good at expressing herself, but her eyes were always truthful.

Love and dislike were always clear in her gaze.

That was why the old Ethan immediately felt that her eyes reflected a transparent foolishness the first time he saw Jasmine at the Douglas Family gathering.

"Is your fever gone?" Ethan stood up, touching Jasmine's forehead.

Jasmine's body stiffened for a moment, but she didn't pull away.

"You're still a bit hot. Rest after taking the medicine, and later we can check out the coastal night scenery," said Ethan, leaning on the desk and watching Jasmine take her medicine.

Jasmine, slightly tense, swallowed all the medication in one go.

"Here." Ethan reached for the bottled water on the desk, twisted the cap off for her, and handed it over.

Jasmine's eyes brimmed red with anguish as she reached for the bottle of water, just as she was about to take a sip.

"Hold on." Ethan furrowed his brows, taking the water bottle back from her.

Ethan was a stickler for cleanliness, particularly when it came to hotel amenities.

When he twisted the cap earlier, he hadn't applied much force, revealing that the bottle had been previously opened.

After scrutinizing the bottle, Ethan took a sniff of the water and his expression darkened. "There's something wrong with this water."

Shocked, Jasmine looked at Ethan. "Something wrong? Is it... irty?"

She assumed Ethan's obsession with cleanliness was being taken to an extreme. "I'll get

a new one."

"Smell it." Ethan brought the bottle to Jasmine's nose.

She sniffed and was stunned. "It does smell off, there's a sour scent."

Even if mineral water was expired, it shouldn't have a sour taste.

This meant that it wasn't just water inside the bottle.

signaled for silence, swiftly grabbing two sugar packets from beside

look on her face, Jasmine watched Ethan,

of sugar, poured them into an ashtray,

the sugar turned black as it oxidized, and gas began to

acid." Ethan's voice was grave as he held

her mouth with her hand.

would happen if she drank that. She might end up with damaged esophagus and vocal cords, or at worst, be in a life-threatening situation. Ethan's face remained stern as he screwed the cap back on the bottle and stepped out of

set up makeshift cameras

good show." Liam

nodded, understanding that Ethan was intent on catching the

access to the room was limited, but it

frantic to think about

return to the scene

long as the bottle was flushed down the toilet, there would

Ethan said, trying to

person behind

is booked under Jasmine's name, does

Ethan nodded.

open the bottle for Jasmine

were chillingly cold as he felt

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was panicking, his

at the corner of her mouth,

the room, rushing

a

and tight-lipped, didn't

the others leave, a janitor

the unsealed room, searching for the opened bottle

she quickly emptied

said coldly and sarcastically

so frightened that she almost collapsed to the

"M-Manager..."

you to do this? You've got some nerve trying to harm Mr. Ethan!" The manager shook with anger. This was a

you think, I didn't do anything, I just came in to clean because the door was

that so?" Liam scoffed, pointing to the prepared camera and

are caught red-handed-good luck

...

got into the car in the basement, still trying to

Jasmine close. "You don't have

at Ethan, visibly shaken

would have to test anything

we'll leave Liam to handle things here." Ethan's mood was foul;

Clara today, and immediately someone plotted against her-it

flexing his

become too comfortable in the Douglas