Jasmine’s fingers tightened around her blouse as she stood beside Ethan, his presence instantly shifting the atmosphere in the room.
She could feel the coldness radiating off him through his chilling smirk, sharp and intimidating, and all she could do was pray he wouldn’t say or do something reckless in front of Andrew.
“I beg you Ethan,” Jasmine clasped her hands together in front of her chest, her fingers trembling. “Don’t act recklessly in front of Andrew. He is someone I respect and hold dear to my heart.” Jasmine whispered softly, her voice trembling as she begged.
“I don’t want him to get worried about how I’m being treated after getting married.”
Ethan’s eyes widened, not expecting Jasmine’s exaggerated reaction. Am I that worse in her eyes that she thought I would humiliate her
