Jasmine stared at Alex sitting in front of her. Her eyes didn't leave each spoonful that entered Jasmine's mouth, as if making sure whether Jasmine really ate it or not. There was a tension that was hard to ignore between them."Is there poison in this food?" Jasmine suddenly asked, making Alex shrug indifferently."I don't know, I didn't prepare it. Do you think I handle everything about you?" Alex replied flatly, his gaze starting to wander around the room. His gaze paused for a moment at the darker corner of the room before he asked, "What's that smell?"Jasmine sighed before answering nonchalantly, "I filled the bathtub with all the bath bombs."Alex immediately looked at her with wide eyes. "What?" he exclaimed, getting up from his seat and quickly walking to the bathroom. He was shocked to see the bathtub overflowing with foam, covering the floor and its surroundings."Why did you do that?" Alex asked confusedly, looking at Jasmine who was now placing the empty tray on the bedsi
With all her strength, Jasmine tried to push Seth away, but he held onto her waist tightly. The more Jasmine resisted the kiss Seth tried to give, the stronger he held her. Jasmine even felt her breath getting short when Seth didn't release her, until finally, Jasmine bit Seth's lip, causing their kiss to break.Jasmine felt Seth's blood on her lips, immediately wiping it away, as Seth touched his lips, feeling the sting. Jasmine didn't understand why she was feeling so unsettled.Jasmine groaned in frustration. "You're absolutely insane," she growled, trying to pull away. However, Seth quickly caught her wrist, pulling her closer. Jasmine rebelled immediately, hitting Seth's chest, but it meant nothing to Seth as he easily restrained both her arms."Stop fighting, mine," Seth said in a low tone, silencing Jasmine."What's wrong with you? Isn't it enough to confine me like this?" Jasmine asked, her tone full of anger and pain.Seth shook his head slowly. "Even all of this still bother
Jasmine woke up again, like every other day, and sighed as she stared at the ceiling of her long-occupied room. The room felt quiet and empty, as if devoid of life. Jasmine felt bored with the routine accompanied only by books and a few paintbrushes. On her right side, there were more than 20 paintings she had scribbled according to her feelings at the time.With laziness, Jasmine pulled back the thick blanket covering her body. The chains on her legs that still bound her reminded her of this invisible prison. The bedroom door was open, but Jasmine didn't care much. Whoever came—whether it was a servant, Alex, or Seth—didn't change anything."Miss, your meal is ready," said the servant carrying a tray of food. Jasmine didn't respond, just stared blankly at her paintings. The servant stood for a moment, waiting."If you don't eat it now, the food will get cold. Or if you want something else, I'll get it for you," the servant said again. Jasmine sighed deeply. "I'm not hungry. Just take
Seth looked at Jasmine, who was now sleeping with her back turned to him. His gaze shifted to the floor, where the fork with bloodstains still lay. "So this is your answer, mine?" he asked in a cold tone. Jasmine didn't flinch at all, seemingly indifferent to Seth's words and presence."Answer me before I do something truly insane," he threatened again. However, the threat didn't affect Jasmine, who continued to ignore him.Frustrated, Seth yelled, "Guard, call the servant who brought the food to this room earlier!" His voice echoed in the room, making Jasmine react immediately. She straightened up and turned to look at Seth with a sharp gaze.A minute later, a guard entered with the servant who had delivered the food to Jasmine's room earlier. The servant's face was pale, fear evident in his eyes."What are you going to do, Seth?" Jasmine asked, her voice full of concern. But this time, she was ignored by Seth."Did you bring the food earlier?" Seth asked the servant. The servant nod
Jasmine woke up from her sleep with mixed feelings. Seth's large hand was wrapped tightly around her waist, making Jasmine feel slightly suffocated. She tried to lift Seth's hand slowly, hoping not to wake him up. However, her movement stopped when Seth stirred from his sleep and tightened his embrace."Are you awake?" Seth murmured in his husky voice, his breath whispering against Jasmine's neck. Jasmine just nodded slowly, trying not to disturb him further."It's still night, go back to sleep," Seth said, his voice gentle yet firm, making Jasmine quiet down and trying to close her eyes again. Seth's scent surrounding her now threw Jasmine back into the past. The scent that used to make her feel comfortable now added to the pain she felt.However, tonight felt different. There was something that made Jasmine feel choked and hurt every time Seth was near her. Her heart seemed to have a gaping hole that was hard to fill, even with Seth beside her.Unconsciously, tears now wetted the co
Jasmine was startled as her bedroom door swung wide open. There stood Seth in the doorway, wearing only a bathrobe clinging to his body."Seth," Jasmine asked when Seth remained silent, just staring at her. "What are you doing?" she asked again, her voice filled with confusion and a hint of fear.Seth closed the bedroom door slowly, then walked towards Jasmine. Every move Seth made made Jasmine more wary. When Seth reached out and gently caressed Jasmine's cheek, Jasmine felt a tremor run through her."Why do you look so scared, mine?" Seth asked. He seemed to notice Jasmine's trembling eyes."I'm just tired. Do you need something? If not, I should clean up, Seth," Jasmine said. She tried to gently push Seth's chest away, but Seth remained unmoved."You're avoiding my gaze," Seth said again. Jasmine took a deep breath, trying to calm herself. Finally, she met Seth's gaze, although it was very different from before."Seth, what's wrong with you? Why are you acting like this?" Jasmine a
Jasmine woke up feeling disoriented. Her mind was still trying to comprehend what had been happening with Seth lately. He never let her go, not even for a moment. Jasmine couldn't even remember how many times they had been intimate each day. She looked towards Seth, still peacefully asleep beside her. His sturdy body and strong muscles contrasted with the tranguility of his sleeping face.With not a single thread covering their bodies, Jasmine felt the cold air creeping in. Ouickly, she pulled the thick blanket to cover part of her exposed body. She knew she needed to go to the bathroom, but even moving her body felt difficult. Her muscles still felt stiff after the long night, and just a short rest and meal weren't enough to restore her energy.Jasmine sighed deeply and gathered her resolve. She tried to find clothes to wear, but all her clothes seemed torn and scattered on the floor. None of them were wearable. With frustration, Jasmine pulled the blanket covering their bodies and w
Seth had just returned home, his hands full with large paper bags. As promised, he would provide some clothes for Jasmine. Previously, Seth restricted Jasmine to avoid the possibility of escape. Even now, Seth continued to watch her every move.Upon entering the house, Seth called for some servants. "Take these to Jasmine's room," he ordered, handing over the shopping bags. He himself had to check on some work and went straight into his study.On the staircase leading to the second floor, one of the servants assigned by Seth met Alex. Alex's eyes immediately fell on the shopping bags in the servant's hands."What's that?" he asked, stopping the servant."Master asked me to bring these to Miss's room," the servant replied, making Alex pause for a moment."Give it to me, I'll take it," said Alex. The servant nodded, handing over the shopping bags."Thank you, Sir," the servant said before returning to the first floor to continue his work. Alex then carried the shopping bags to Jasmine's
Jasmine gazed at Lily, who was now sleeping soundly in her bassinet. The quiet night was accompanied by the gentle ticking of the wall clock. Moonlight streamed through the window, providing just enough dim light to see her daughter's tiny face. Jasmine slowly reached out her hand, caressing the soft, rosy cheek as gently as a cloud. Her touch was so delicate, as if she feared disturbing the sweet dreams that might be filling Lily's mind."My child," she whispered softly, barely audible. "You mean everything to me."Since Lily's arrival, Jasmine felt that happiness had finally found its way to her. A feeling that once seemed so foreign now blossomed in her heart. The pain she had once endured seemed repaid in full by Lily's presence. A small smile formed on her lips as she remembered the long nights filled with tears, now replaced by the baby's small laughs and giggles.Yet, behind all this happiness, there was a shadow of fear that constantly haunted Jasmine. Sometimes, she feared th
Seth walked quickly towards the nursery, cold sweat running down his temples. Panic gripped him after realizing the fatal mistake he had just made. "How could I forget that bag?" he thought, frantically. His briefcase contained important documents that should never fall into Jasmine’s hands. He needed to retrieve them before Jasmine opened it.However, as the nursery door opened, he saw his worst fear realized. Jasmine stood there, holding the document he wanted to keep from her. Her eyes widened as she read its contents, then she looked at Seth with a gaze full of questions and disappointment."Seth, what does this mean?" Jasmine's voice trembled, reflecting the turmoil in her heart. She held up the document, pointing it at Seth. "It says that I'm not Mommy's child. How is that possible?"Seth stood stunned in the doorway, feeling as if the world was collapsing around him. He knew this moment would come, the moment he had feared for so long. "Jasmine, let me explain," he said, trying
Jasmine glanced at the clock on the wall, which showed ten in the morning. Time seemed to move at a snail's pace, slow and torturous. Her impatience waiting for their baby’s birth often left Jasmine confused about how to spend her days.Today, she decided to organize the baby items she had just bought with Seth. With a smile on her face, Jasmine pulled out tiny socks from the shopping bag, a blue and white combination that looked adorable in her hands. She then moved on to the clothes, hats, and shoes, feeling her heart swell with joy as she imagined the little angel who would soon be in their midst.In the middle of tidying up, Jasmine suddenly remembered something. "The cute sweater we bought, where did I put it?" she thought, furrowing her brow. With her already large belly, she slowly rummaged through the shopping bags around her. However, the sweater was nowhere to be found."Ah, where did I put it?" Jasmine grew more anxious. She decided to search in another room, trying to reca
Jasmine had spent the entire day in silence, her mind in turmoil. Monica's words kept replaying in her head, making her restless. Jasmine wasn't sure what Monica intended by mentioning those things, especially since she had never intended to discuss her pregnancy, neither publicly nor with her family.She felt like nobody cared about her, so she assumed people wouldn't be too interested in her latest news, including her mother, Evelyn. However, Monica's words made Jasmine reconsider. Should she inform her mother and Lucas about this happy news? What if they got angry and disapproved, especially if they found out it was Seth's child?Jasmine didn't know what steps to take. Monica had left a puzzle about what Seth knew about Evelyn's news. Jasmine started to wonder if Seth was keeping a secret from her."Mine," Seth said, now sitting beside Jasmine. Jasmine was startled, not even realizing Seth had come home."Seth, you're back? When did you come in?" Jasmine asked again, making Seth lo
Monica sat in the backseat of her luxurious car, her black sunglasses framing her graceful face. Her sharp gaze was fixed on a modest house not far from where her car was parked by the roadside. Nearly ten minutes had passed, and she remained patiently waiting, counting each passing second."Are you sure this is their house?" Monica broke the silence with a low yet firm tone, her eyes still glued to the door of the house.The bespectacled man sitting next to the driver turned to Monica. "Yes, Miss. Miss Jasmine used to live here first, and Mr. Seth joined her just a few weeks ago," he explained calmly.Monica nodded slowly, but her patience was wearing thin. "Should I find out more, Charles?" offered Charles, Monica's personal secretary, in a polite yet attentive manner.Monica shook her head. "No need, let's just wait. I have plenty of time today." Her voice exuded confidence, though a hint of impatience flickered across her face.Time crawled by, but Monica's patience was finally re
Seth looked over at Jasmine, who was busy with the flower arrangement in front of her. The room was filled with the fresh fragrance of flowers, creating a calm and warm atmosphere. Seeing his wife engrossed in her work, Seth smiled. He walked over, carrying a glass of Jasmine's favorite juice."Beautiful flowers," Seth said softly, enough to make Jasmine look up. She greeted her husband's smile with a sweet smile of her own."Thank you," Jasmine replied, gently taking the juice from Seth's hand. "You always know how to make me feel better.""Drink it slowly. I need to call Fito first," Seth said, gently touching Jasmine's shoulder. Jasmine nodded slowly, understanding that Seth always had many things to take care of.Seth walked away with his phone in hand, but his eyes occasionally glanced at Jasmine, who was once again focused on her flowers. With her growing belly, Jasmine looked so beautiful and graceful. She always found peace in arranging those flowers.While waiting for the cal
Seth woke up to the gentle movement beside him. He immediately sat up, his eyes scanning the darkness as he saw Jasmine trying to get out of bed."Mine, where are you going?" he asked, his voice hoarse from just waking up."I just need to go to the bathroom," Jasmine replied, her voice soft but clear.Seth glanced at the clock on the bedside table. It was still early morning, and he realized it was probably the umpteenth time Jasmine had gone to the bathroom that night."Are you okay? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" he asked, wanting to make sure Jasmine was alright.Jasmine smiled softly and nodded. "I'm fine. I talked to the doctor, and this is normal for someone as far along as I am in my pregnancy."Seth sighed, then without a word, he got out of bed and lifted Jasmine into his arms. Jasmine let out a small squeal."Seth, put me down. You should get some sleep. I can go to the bathroom by myself," Jasmine protested, but Seth didn't listen. He gently set her down near the bathroom
The sun was already setting when Jasmine stepped out of the hospital. The cool evening air greeted her, bringing new hope after days filled with anxiety and pain. Seth was beside her, vigilant as always. He carefully watched Jasmine's steps, ensuring her every move was safe."Today, we finally get to go home," Jasmine murmured with a relieved tone. "Thank you for always being by my side."Seth just nodded, his smile warm and loving. The journey home felt shorter than usual. Perhaps it was because this time, they were no longer burdened by uncertainty. The modest house where Jasmine had been staying for the past few months now felt warmer and more inviting.Upon reaching the front door, Seth gently guided Jasmine inside. He ensured her every step was steady, leading her with great care. Jasmine looked around the interior of the house with sparkling eyes. This was the place that had given her a sense of security, and now, with Seth by her side, it felt even more complete."Do you need a
Monica followed Seth’s firm and brisk steps. They moved through the quiet hospital corridors until they finally arrived at a small garden at the back of the building. The garden was peaceful, with only the sound of trickling water from a small fountain in the corner. Seth stopped and turned, staring at Monica with a sharp gaze.“How far will you take me?” asked Monica, her voice slightly trembling despite her effort to appear calm. She felt her heart beating faster than usual.Seth took a deep breath, trying to calm himself before speaking. “Tell me why you are here?” he asked, repeating the question he had asked several times along the way.Monica shrugged, displaying the indifference that often served as her shield. “I’ve told you, I’m just meeting an old friend. I’m not lying, I swear,” she replied casually. However, Seth was not easily convinced. He stepped closer, narrowing the distance between them, and stared at Monica with a look full of suspicion.“Don’t mess with me and Jasm