* Chapter 41 He cherishes Jasmine* As an after-effect of sleeping on the cold floor of the dainty cell. Lucia slept like a log of wood, tossing recklessly and moaning in pain due to her aching body. ' Knock knock ' Two vicious knocks woke her, she flapped a hand at the door in exhaustion groaning. She had fallen asleep on the couch in the living room of the condo she shared with Jasmine. However the person by the door did not give up, he knocked harder three more times. This time, she sat up, her face darkened and twisted in an ugly expression. The disturbance of her sleep was not the sole reason for her distress and anger. In truth, it was coupled with the fact she was thrown out by Jasmine. ' In my future home!! I will teach her a good lesson. I can't wait for the day that I will throw you out and I promise to slam the door in your face like you did today. ' Thinking this, Lucia's frown loosened. She smile a bit walking to the door. As she opened the
* Chapter 42 Ruining their relationship* Soon after taking a pill, the pain he felt subsided. Unfortunately, his skin protruded further as a reaction to the heavy dosage of the painkiller he took. Subsequently, he limped over to Lucia's room. It was two bedroom flat. " Too fancy for a maid's daughter. One of the perks of having that fool Jasmine as a best friend " Saying that name out loud made him squeamish. He detested her to the point where his blood boiled in response. How could not? She had become more difficult and he was suffering a lot. He slapped her once and he was slapped a thousand times by more than a hundred women to unconsciousness. At a thought of this, he stood still for a while contemplating. Maybe it would be safer if he doesn't go lurking by the lion's den. If he stopped in his plots against Jasmine then all his pain would come to an end. However, he had loans to pay and revenge to serve. Therefore he could not afford to step back. S
* Chapter 43 What did you put in the food?* * Bang * The door hurled open with a loud bang, and an intense wind swept inside the room, blasting Jasmine's hair over her face. " Mom, Is that you?" Jasmine squealed battling to keep her eyes open. She felt a finger brush her ear. With the wind, a voice whispered brushing her ear like cold bony fingers " Be good " Just like that. The doors shut on their own, and so did the window. Jasmine squatted on the bed in amazement. Neither was she scared or overwhelmed, she was glad. She was able to talk to her mother after some time. As tears swell up in her eyes, Jasmine flickered them away " I promise to be a good mom. Always!" She muttered under her breath. As a kid, Jasmine was a headstro
* Chapter 44 You want me to kill someone?* " What did I put in the food? hahaha! " Nina cracked up uncomfortably, her heart banging in her chest. Her mind raced quicker, it calculated what brilliant lie she would tell to convince Jasmine. Could it honestly be possible? When she was caught red-handed! These thoughts incorporated with the pain in her nose made Nina dizzy. She felt her stomach lurch. " Why are you quiet now?" Jasmine scrutinized with a frown. She rested her arms on her waist like one who was going to jump on Nina anytime soon. " I-I w-was just .. going to bring this in your room" she conceded while fiddling with her sweaty hands.  
* Chapter 45 Get out!! * Author's Note Hi, sorry for interrupting the story. So far I have been trying to keep the updates steady, sadly due to my tight school schedule ( 6am- 6pm), I'm unable to keep a steady update for the upcoming week. So I beseeched that you enjoy these batch chapters to cover-up for my future absence. You can reach out to me on Facebook through my page ' Rophine writes'. Okey-dokey... Back to the story " Are you two serious? You want me to kill someone and you get scared by gunshots. Hahaha " For a moment, awkwardness hung over the air. Lucia and Carl traded disturbed glances. I
* Chapter 46 He is a jerk!* Listening to her outcry, Keith scrambled out and scooped her into his arms. He gently delivered her to the bed, positioning a cushion behind her back for comfort. His fierce aura vanished in a matter of seconds. It was now renovated with concern and distress. He took a hold of her arm causing her to cower in pain. " What are you doing standing there? Call doctor Chase!" he howled at Nina who was standing confounded. Nina crinkled her nose, unwilling she called the doctor her eyes boring at Jasmine the whole time. ' Why does he treat her like a fragile antique vase? ' This was too much for Nina, therefore she left. There was no need to make herself suffer by watching the lovebirds. That would be torture. As such, she left. Even so, Keith did not notice for his focus was on Jasmine. " Why were you moving the arm so much? " Was the first thing he said to her. Frown lines were on his forehead as he concentrated on cleanin
* Chapter 47 Who is that? * In the next few weeks, she conducted like the promising fiancee and was so sticky. Keith believed this act assuming she had changed, on his birthday he prepared a yacht date. Unfortunately, he found her kissing Carl who was on deck. He was so furious that he threw Carl overboard and later tortured him for days. The scene switched to another. It seemed to be in the present. Jasmine came back from shopping in high spirits, she had bought Keith a lot of things and wanted to see how they looked on him. Upon opening the door, the bags fell to the ground. Her lips disconnected at the scenery. Behold!, Keith and Lucia were on her favorite couch and they were kissing and touching each other intimately.
* Chapter 48 Why did you light the fire in me?* " Thanks! "She peeked at the expression on his face before turning her back. Reluctantly, Jasmine went back to her room with the jug of water in her arms bumped out. It was an alibi to see him by contrast her sane excuse was employed to drive her away. Could she have any worse luck? Entering the room, Jasmine banged the door fiercely. She quickly deposited the jar of water on the mini table opposite the bed before she jumped into the bed in frustration. " Why do have such bad luck? " she muttered under her breath, glaring at the bandaged arm. " YOU ruined all my plans. I had prepared such a surprise"
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