*Chapter 63 Jasmine is different*
The cuff of his shirt was rolled up mid-arm, disclosing his tanned skin. He eyed Jasmine climb the three steps to the elevated floor he was on. Seeing how confident she looked, surprise ran through him.
The muscle on his jaw twitched and a roguish smile broke out on his face. He hoped to break this composure of hers, as well as punish her for hurting his brother.
These three were more than friends rather brothers! They had known each other since childhood and have been inseparable ever since. Ashton was the oldest, and most respected, and playboy Xander was the youngest.
Keith defied Ashton, for the first by marrying this woman. Now, he wanted to have fun and perhaps a little payback by ruining her night.
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*Chapter 64 What does your wife use?* " I think you are too arrogant Mr. Hemsworth" This round, Ashton failed to sink his balls in, resulting in Jasmine gaining a victory As such, Jasmine twirled in her victory. Everyone clapped at her success. ### Standing by the car, Jasmine took notice of Laura's directing the wheelchair towards her. " Congrats on your win" " Thanks, I hope you aren't mad" her voice wallowing in bleak " Hah," Laura let out a short laugh. She swirled the chair " It's nice to see someone finally putting Ashton in his place. I'm gla
*Chapter 65 I want you* In an empty street, heavy winds swept over resulting in parked car alarms being set off. A lady in her early twenties ran out of the road into the forest barefoot. The heavy wind made her hair look kinky, her boisterous breathing was repressed by the noise induced by the wind. Her feet were wounded leaving behind bloody footprints. Within a few minutes, a different face emerged, and the witch flew jabbing the girl off her feet. The girl hugged herself desperately, tears spilling out of her almond eyes ceaselessly, lips quivering " Please let me go. I haven't done anything to you, I barely got a second chance " she begged with folded arms 
*Chapter 66 Don't play favorite s* In class The test results were plastered on the wall in class. Jasmine went through the second she took an observation of it. After a long time, she found her name on the red line divider. At this moment, familiar voice heckled from the door, as she strutted nearer " Pretty face. All you are is a pretty face " A smug smile ran down her face. She stood aggressively with her backup minions. Jasmine sighed inwardly. It was too early in the morning to start quibbling. Firstly, she was on her period and also found out that Keith would be leaving for Australia later this a
*Chapter 67 What can I do for you to forgive me? * The atmosphere in the room became tense up, everyone concentrating on the ruckus taking place at the back. They all mulled over if there was going to be a fight. If so, who might win? And did Nadia edit the results? Thinking this, Jasmine recalled Nadia's words moments ago__ ' Why are you crying? She deserved it,'. Now she was cynical, did this two have a vendetta? Everything came crashing down alongside the intense staring session when the next teacher came in. He ordered them to take their seats.
* Chapter 68 Gutsy Woman* It had been nearly ten minutes since Jasmine rang the bell of the apartment in the south of the city which she once shared with Lucia. Jasmine was irked as she tapped her feet impatiently. Putting up her arm, she checked the time on her Rolex. It was fifteen past four. " Why are you taking so long Lucia? I know you are in there. What are you up to?" grimaced Jasmine. In a last endeavor, she reached out to ring the bell however this time it opens up. " Was it always open or did that drama queen.." Lucia's words replayed in Jasmine's mind ' Remember when I pretended to be Carl's girlfriend to protect your relationship with Keith?
*Chapter 69 I will get you back your son * An eternity passed. Lucia was getting impatient, she bawled her fist to a juncture where her fake nails pierced into her palm. Yet, she still had an innocuous miserable expression on her face. While inside she cursed hard. ' You fool, why are you stupid Jasmine? Don't you get my hint? This girl is a fool. If she doesn't agree my plan won't work. ' Her eyes lit at an idea, and she turned her back to Jasmine dramatically, using this opportunity to pour the stinky liquid which generated easy waterworks. Now, her eyes were unbelievably moistening she turned with her hands folded. " Jasmine. I have nowhere to go, please can I patch with you?" her sad eyes looked up to Jasmine in anticipation. Bingo! This was her plan all along. I knew it. Jasmine was not going to let this happen. It was probably part of a devious plan to get close to Keith. Then, Jasmine recalled the dream she had. Though she trusts Keith's
* Chapter 70 So,I'm just a backup plan* Slightly pissed off, Jasmine brushed her way through the crowd of dancing people. Sweat, liquor, noise, and cigarettes held the atmosphere. She wore a simple velvet gown with her hair let down. But at this point,she wished she had it in a bun in fear of it being tugged on by the drunks. All the way through, she muttered apologies to the drunk people she bumped into. Others tried to pull her to themselves while some whistled at her. " Why can't the pole dancers not be as hot as she is?" One of the drunk men yelled and his friend agreed with a toast. " She is one-of-a-kind beauty!" Jasmine ignored their remarks, at the age of twenty-one. She did not need anyone to tell her she was beautiful, it was a fact now. Veering to her left, Jasmine walked under the pink diamond chandelier and then breezed past the elevator. She desperately pressed the button and waited for it to come down before getting in. Upon reaching
* Chapter 71 it's a deal then* The evening sun cast long shadows on the ground. The slanting rays of the setting sun gave a warm orange tinge to the sky. At this point, Jasmine scrambled out of the bathroom with solely a towel at the ring of her phone. She had been awaiting the call since morning. " Hi there " she waved shyly to the man on the screen who was taking off his rainproof jacket. His back faced her. Getting this, Keith turned around to face his wife. " Saw your missed call" he adjusted. " I was trying to get to you. How was the flight?" She consulted in a worried-filled voice. Keith, now sitting on the bed, pulled out his rain boots, emptying