Wed to the Billionaire Brother of My Spouse by Doris

Chapter 211 Ethan Tears Up the Prenup

When Ethan returned, Jasmine had already prepared dinner. She was wearing an apron and had her hair tied up in a simple bun.

As she placed the dinner on the table, Jasmine greeted a returning Ethan with a smile. "Wash up, dinner's ready."

Ethan paused, setting Justin down.

Growing up amidst his parents' chilly relationship, Ethan had long resisted the notion of settling down and starting a family. Yet, in this moment, a sense of warmth enveloped him.

It felt akin to a weary traveler finally returning to the hearth after a prolonged journey.

"Mommy," Justin said after washing his tiny hands, obediently sitting at the dining table. "Today Casey didn't go to school."

This surprised Jasmine, and she turned to Ethan. "Casey didn't go to school?"

Ethan nodded, not wanting to pry into someone else's business. Perhaps the kid was just sick.

Jasmine didn't press further, seeing that Lisa seemed to dote on her son; she figured there was no need to worry too much.

"I've made a simple soup with pork ribs and stir-fried pork with bamboo shoots," Jasmine murmured softly, hoping Ethan might broach the weightier topics lingering in the air.

But Ethan remained silent, the weight of undisclosed matters hanging heavily between them.

Jasmine's unease grew, a nagging sensation gnawing at her heart.

"Um... my mother caused a scene at the office and got arrested by the police," Jasmine ventured tentatively, her voice tinged with apprehension.

"Yeah, Richard called the police," Ethan replied, his survival instinct kicking in since May's identity was quite sensitive.

After all, May was Jasmine's mother, regardless of her transgressions.

"I hope she learns from this," Jasmine murmured, acutely aware of the trouble her mother's actions had wrought upon Ethan.

"I suppose some people will do anything for their own gain, even at the expense of family," Ethan mused, his words laden with skepticism rather than admonishment.

damage May and her relatives could have inflicted on the company

soft and

it's my fault," Jasmine admitted softly, her gaze

May or even Karen from

suggest you do a paternity test with May. I don't see

a daze. "I... You suspect I'm not

doubted it yourself?" Ethan asked,

so intelligent; she could entertain a reasonable

and even brought up the idea of a paternity test with May. But back then,

them, pregnant with unspoken

I'm scared, if I'm not May's daughter, does that mean I truly have

understanding, bore

emerging from a suite covered in blood, her forehead lacerated by glass

why Jasmine wouldn't fight back, why she'd cover for those people even

the

tackled problems head-on, Jasmine's upbringing had molded her into a cautious soul, wary of

eroded by the burden of

gaze flickered to their son, a silent exchange passing between them. With an exuberant grin, Justin scampered into the room, concealing a bouquet Ethan

as Justin revealed a bouquet

emotions

voice was a lifeline in the chaos. "You have a home now, someone to shield you from the storms.

see Jasmine shed her inhibitions and

cast aside her worries

unfettered

as she clutched the bouquet, its significance not

will you protect me for life?" Her voice trembled

contract, no prenup from now on. As long as you don't bring it

was stunned

for grand gestures, had bared

cheeks, disbelief mingling with

you can't fully trust me yet, can we take it