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.

situation timely, the damage May and her relatives could

with both soft and hard tactics

her gaze falling,

reasons within herself. Whether it was May or even Karen from the Wilson family who had once loved her for twenty-one years, they all

fault?" Ethan's fingers intertwined with Jasmine's, his gaze searching hers. "I suggest you do a paternity test with May. I don't see any resemblance to

at Ethan in a daze. "I... You suspect

never doubted it yourself?" Ethan

entertain a reasonable suspicion, at least until the results were

tightened on her hands as she lowered her gaze. "I've had doubts and even brought up the idea of a paternity test with May. But back then, the Wilson family didn't care. They only cared about whether Serena was their

them, pregnant with unspoken fears

have my own selfish reasons too. I'm scared, if I'm not May's daughter, does that mean

pools of understanding, bore

the hotel, emerging from a suite covered in blood, her

couldn't understand why Jasmine wouldn't fight back, why she'd cover

pieces of the puzzle started fitting

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

self-worth eroded by the burden

to their son, a silent exchange passing between them. With an exuberant grin, Justin scampered into the room, concealing a bouquet Ethan had prepared behind his back.

Justin revealed a bouquet of vibrant red roses,

her emotions

have a home now, someone to shield you from the storms.

her transformation, to see Jasmine shed her

her worries

bloom, unfettered and

she clutched the bouquet, its

protect me for life?" Her voice

you don't bring it up, we won't divorce," Ethan's

stunned by his

gestures, had bared his soul in a simple

down Jasmine's cheeks, disbelief mingling

you can't fully trust me yet, can we