*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.
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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
Chapter 72: Why would I ever help you? Unlocking the door to the outhouse, Lucia was received with the dusty house and every piece of furniture was clothed with nylons. She glanced at May with an aggravated stare. Pulling back, May raised her shoulders and defended " Hey don't look at me like that. It has been quite a while since anyone has occupied this outhouse. It's still in good shape just needs some sweeping" "Lead the way then" piped Lucia. " Little girl, stay within your limits. Don't pretend to be a princess when you are only the daughter of a maid. Do you expect me to clean it up for you?" Annoyed, May Sylvester aired out her mind and thumped out of there leaving Lucia livid. Lucia rolled her fis
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