* Chapter 24 Should I come over?* He latched his fingers snickering at her " Are you going to stare at me the entire night?" Raising a glass to her lips, Jasmine sunk onto the chair feeling her cheeks burn. What if he thought she had mischievous intentions? But why did she feel dizzy every time she stared at him? If he was a girl he would have won Miss Universe. He was truly the good of looks like her friends called him. The screech from pulling off the seat got her attention, she sat upright flipping a plate over embarking to seem natural although her cheeks were still pink. Calmly, Jasmine stood up to serve food. Like the wife she became. " What will you have?" He arched his eyebrows in awe. Did she opt to serve him?? Nevertheless, he replied, " Roasted vegetables and some rice " Because of this, Jasmine's heart flipped into happiness. She had finally learned something private about him. After minutes of searching the internet showed no re
* Chapter 25 I want to sleep with you* In the darkness of Jasmine's room. The shadow appeared in the form of the wind through the window. The moonlight from outside stole in giving her a clear image of Jasmine. From her small nose to her lips, her rare beauty shone under the moon's light like a fallen angel. A twisted smile charged on her lips, and she gently nudged over the cotton duvet which Jasmine had on. She scowled " You look too happy " Poor Jasmine had a smile on her lips despite being fast asleep. It got the mysterious woman envious. Due to the cold wind, Jasmine crumpled her legs subconsciously searching for the sheets. This made the shadow thrilled. Watching the slim figure fighting to cover herself. Slowly she pulled
*Chapter 26 Lazy girl* The day dawned crisp and clear. Its rays poured in through the presently spread curtains, reproducing on Jasmine's face. She moaned in displeasure, subconsciously raising a hand to block the rays. However, she was not alone in the room. Aunt May stood by the windows, she had purposely spread the curtains to wake the brat who was still asleep. " Lazy girl! " cursed Aunt May narrowing her gaze at the figure on the bed. Jasmine who was still asleep wiggled merrily snatching the pillow and then placing it under her head wearing a wide smile. This was getting out of hand. Aunt May expression twisted into an ugly one. She gritted her teeth. Once again, the lazy brat yawned tossing once more. This made aunt May more than furious, and she lef
*Chapter 27 I missed you* Slipping on a simple shirt and some shorts, Jasmine skipped having breakfast. On her way down she got an alert from Whatsapp from Sydney. Sydney had finally replied, [' Good to Know']. Although it was not the reply she dreamed of still, Jasmine's heart rested a bit. The guilt which clouded her thoughts had evaporated. She didn't want to rush things, hence she only reacted to the message. Upon hearing her footsteps, the servants lined up and then bowed their heads respectfully. "Good morning Ma'am," they said in unison with a curtsy. Despite feeling overwhelmed, Jas replied with a smile " Blissful morning to you all" she was not even sure if it were still morning. With that, they dispersed to carry on with their uncompleted chores.
* Chapter 28 I'll get you back for this* Back in prison. The guard knocked on bars with his baton. " Come wake up " Lucia laid unconsciously. Her hair was disarrayed and she had peed on herself due to fear. The place stank because of it. The officer could no longer take the stench, he ordered a bucket of water. He poured the water, startling Lucia to consciousness. She slumped upright in a craze panting heavily, some of the water had entered her nose so she coughed hard. Her face turned purple and she began coughing " What the f***! " Lucia snapped back as she clenched her fists. Hitting his baton on the steel bars, the officer scoffed " Keep your voice low or else-" " Or else what_" Lucia howl
* Chapter 29 For Jasmine* The pale crescent moon shone like a silvery claw in the night sky. Even so, Keith had not returned from work, in waiting she fell asleep on the couch in the living room. Slowing, the door creaked open. Keith strutted in pulling off his necktie in the process. He steered to the staircase when the corner of his eyes caught sight of a slim figure on the camelback couch. If she had not flung her hand on the couch's arm he wouldn't have taken note. His eyes narrowed in disapproval. " Young master_ your back!" Aunty Fe mumbled as they bumped into each other. She was dressed in green pyjamas, carrying some books and a lens at the bridge of her nose. He acknowledged with cessation for the man had his focus on the girl on the couch. He worried that she would sprain her neck,as the
* Chapter 30 Why did you leave me?* The sun hung in the gloomy sky, where the murky clouds stood waiting to pour cats and dogs as the coastal wind blew rustling leaves down the street. Not very far away, a silver Maybach GLS drove into a private cemetery. A slim figure hopped out swathed in a white asymmetrical jumpsuit. She sauntered towards a little outhouse. Her steps were weak and her eyes were swollen. Though the building wasn't much it held someone special inside. As soon as Jasmine got in she spurt into tears. Her tears seem unstoppable, unwilling to stand on her own feet she dropped to her knees, her head lowered in grief. Jasmine cried out feeling a knife-stabbing pain in the depth of her heart. " Why do people tell lies? They say time heals all wounds but I guess we are all used to it!"
*Chapter 31 Then Prepare to be cremated* Looking up at the blanket of stars that stretched to infinity, Jasmine's eyes sparkled at the lookout. Her knee-length backless dress glued to her skin revealed her stupendous curve and beautiful long legs. She let her hair down streaming on her back, hair pins curbed them from touching her face. At this point, the waiter scrambled in hushed steps towards her " We just finished setting up the table " Hearing this, Jasmine was inexplicably happy. Her impressed gaze swept over the beautiful candlelight dinner set up she had them create. She smiled wholeheartedly, her hand dipped into her Dior clutch, and brought out a tip for the waiter. At the sight of the amount, the waiter's pupils enlarged. He hurriedly retrieved it, gri
Chapter 103: The end At one point, Tatiana was going to end Jasmine's life. As she got closer, a strange force knocked her to the ground faster than the speed of lightning. It was the same power that attacked her before. Like an electric shock. She looked over with a grunt. Her eyes were blazing like fire. " You!" She rushed to attack him, but he fought back with a staff with a sword on the other end. Liam? She launched a plodding attack on his skull. Liam quickly dodged her. A swift shove from Liam on the Fae's chest had little impact. She made a cut at him but missed. Above his blade, the finger-like claws pierced the air. It flickered in and out, low and high, like the tongue of a serpent. That continued for what seemed like a very long time. They moved in both directions. Lucia caught up to Jasmine, who was running away, after noticing that Tatiana was preoccupied and about to lose. She pulled her back down the stairs by grabbing her by the hair. "You
Chapter 102: Finally Revenge "Tatiana?" Muttered Jasmine, shocked. She shook her head helplessly. "The one and only," The Fae grinned. "That day, Carl didn't kill just you. I was hiding in the bushes, recording everything. I can't believe I felt bad for you. Carl made me accuse your father of raping me, and your sister was killed by me. She didn't commit suicide." Taken aback by this confession. Jasmine blinked. Her sister's death was always a mystery to her. She had thought over and over what would make her sensible sister kill herself. And it turned out to be this bitch who caused it. Tears brimmed in Jasmine's eyes. "Why did you do it?" ____
Chapter 101: Basement Killer The party was almost over when Jasmine's phone pinged inside her jacket. It was from a private number. She looked at the message, then her eyes searched for Sydney. Private Number: [If you're interested in knowing the truth,come meet me in the basement alone.] Basement? It meant the person had arrived. Jasmine ran a hand into her hair. She walked over to Sydney, pulling her past people. Now they were alone. "Any news on the car?" "The owner said it was just returned; nothing was stolen and the car was intact. It seems the person only wa
Chapter 100 One day you will be back. Fae walked closer to the kid, about to feast on him with her claws. As she got closer, a strange force knocked her to the ground faster than the speed of lightning. While back at the party, Jasmine watched her sister talk to her friend with happiness. Linda seemed very happy. It made her wonder what would have caused Linda to commit suicide in her past life. No matter how much she investigated,she failed to find anything. Suddenly,an arm slid its way around her waist, holding it firmly. Her body reacted by tensing up, but she relaxed after inhaling his familiar scent. "You know it won't kill you to smile." She teased him, feeling his body linger on hers from behind. He would play the Ken character more with a smile. But her husband
* Chapter 99 Time to put an end to you* A young woman in an asymmetrical red jumpsuit pulled out the cab. She had black, wide-set eyes and waist-length, silky chestnut-brown hair. Before rapping on the massive gate, she gave the driver his tip. Linda suspiciously scanned the area as she knocked on the penthouse's main doors, looking for any indications of a surprise party. But there was silence. perhaps too quiet. The door was later opened from the inside. Instead of Jasmine or Aunty Fe, she was surprised to encounter her moody brother-in-law. He wore jeans and a green shirt with plaiting. He was unassuming, but he was extraordinarily handsome. His bulk obstructs her path. Linda was an introvert as opposed to Jasmine, who was outgoing. She clumsily waved at the enormous
* Chapter 98: Lucia's Free // * Lucia was free. Jasmine could not help but gasp, her breathing becoming erratic. She flung a hand into her hair in utter distress. Taking several deep breaths, Jasmine quickly got into her car. After everything she did to get Lucia implicated, she managed to get herself free. How? Should she call Aunt Fe to ask? Immediately, Jasmine shook the idea out of her head. Aunty Fe was probably celebrating at the moment, and she did not like to stop that by asking questions. By this time, her phone had vibrated in her pocket, and on the screen, a name flashed: ' Dearest sister'.
* Chapter 97 Match Maker* A red Audi drove by—another false alarm. At least that was what Jasmine thought before it stopped at the end of the street. A young, handsome fellow hopped out, clothed in a Gucci suit. Deep brown eyes and pink dyed curly hair His locks were tied in a ponytail, making him seem feminine. "Finally your here." Jasmine huffed, tucking her black shades into her hair. She had been waiting for him for over four hours by the palm tree, as told. "I was teaching you patience, darling." He mocked flipping his hair, showcasing his gold molars. Opening the car,he grabbed a yellow file. This got Jasmine focused; she eyed him as he flipped open the pages wearing an uninterested grin. Now that he was sure
* Chapter 96 Last Night said otherwise.* The first rays of sunlight lit up my room. The dawn chorus of melodic birdsong drifted in. As the sun reflected on Jasmine's face, she winced in disapproval. A hand rose, blocking the sunlight from hitting her face. Seeing her smile in satisfaction, his lips curled. She cuddled sweetly with him. "Good morning, sleeping head, he whispered, placing a kiss on her forehead. The warmness of his lips on her forehead woke Jasmine. As they exchanged glances, Jasmine grimaced as she held the duvet to her bare chest. She was mad at herself for giving her body to him so easily. He might think she was cheap. "Good morning, beautiful," he
*Chapter 95: Do I still have a husband?* After declining all invitations to a celebration from relatives and friends. After visiting her mother's grave, Jasmine went home. She tried contacting the mystery caller more than a hundred times, but it was futile because it was a private number. She had dreams about her mother that night, many of which were flashbacks to when she was still alive. A day later. The phone had already begun to ring as she settled down to read. As she removed the phone from the table, she muttered an expletive. She looked at the caller ID and snapped. She left it back where it had been and let the bell ring. But when the ringing grew more frequent