Chapter 212 Little Treasure Rivals Justin for Mommy's Attention

Ethan led Justin to the study room before encircling Jasmine from behind, his arms enveloping her as she arranged the flowers meticulously.

A visible tension gripped Jasmine's frame, her discomfort evident.

"Ouch," Ethan winced, grasping a rose with untrimmed thorns, drawing a droplet of blood from his finger.

Nervously, Jasmine clasped Ethan's injured finger, her gaze pleading.

"Jasmine," Ethan said softly, leaning in close enough to create an intimate atmosphere.

"Um..." Jasmine looked down, attempting to remove the thorns from the roses.

"Red roses endure wind and harshness better than white ones," Ethan explained, gently taking the rose from her. "Thorns are inherent to roses; their prickliness isn't a flaw." Meeting Ethan's gaze, Jasmine's eyes flickered with a mixture of emotions.

With a sigh, Ethan leaned in, pressing his lips against hers.

He loathed those vile bullies who tormented Jasmine, leaving her in a defensive and wounded state; he understood that it took considerable patience and tender care to mend her heart.

There was no need to hurry; progress came steadily. And as for those who had inflicted harm upon Jasmine, there was no need for her to retaliate; he stood prepared to step in.

To truly defeat a man, one had to strike at his heart.

There were consequences for everyone's actions.

Jasmine, her breathing quick and face flushed, allowed Ethan to pull her into his embrace and coax her step by step toward the bathroom.

Once more, Ethan dipped his head, igniting a passionate kiss that calmed Jasmine's tumultuous world.

Surrender was inevitable for Jasmine. She was ensnared in Ethan's tender trap, unable to extricate herself.

"Jasmine..." Ethan's voice, thick with desire, sought to offer solace in simplicity.

His fingers traced down Jasmine's spine as he whispered in her ear, "Trust me completely, alright?"

To relinquish trust, dependence, and responsibility to him.

Jasmine's tense body gradually relaxed, surrendering to Ethan as he shed her clothes aside.

In a trembling voice, she murmured, "Justin..."

"My son is occupied with his studies; he won't disturb us," Ethan chuckled softly.

"The cocoa... just

replied with

Jasmine found herself pressed against the wall, the cool tiles a stark

eyebrow, Ethan saw her willing

of habit, reverted to

waist tightened, scaring her into a

me..." Ethan's

a shiver down her spine, as if her soul was being siphoned away by an

so, so

see her

seeing Jasmine wasn't responding, nipped at her

welled up in Jasmine's eyes from being tormented.

persisted in teasing

Jasmine clung to Ethan.

"Still not right."

Ethan drew her close against the cold

tell you to call me?" Ethan's insistence on a particular

tearful, remained

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for breath, Jasmine leaned into Ethan's embrace, her tears

gently patted her back. "I'm sorry, please stop crying.

Jasmine's sobs grew even more

because Ethan, despite his apologetic words, never

Ethan motioned her to be

enough, the sound of the doorbell

in annoyance; wondering who

it were Liam,

tried to

fast. "Jasmine... I

was met with surprise from Jasmine, who reluctantly relented. "But someone's

don't care. Nobody will die if we answer it later..." But right

embarrassment, Jasmine urged him

Ethan teased, prolonging

ringing of the doorbell signaled growing impatience from the

if it was an

however, remained unmoved,

and the

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