* Chapter 23 I'll be in my husband's room*
" Doesn't that have a fond ring to it?" the corners of her lips lifted slightly, revealing a beautiful smile.The words coming out like sparks from the furnace.
Abruptly,the faint smile on her lips became stiff,the woman did not reply, rather she stormed out to the elevator.
Jasmine crooned a short laugh.
Shortly she dragged herself up and opened the door of her room.
She staggered back at the brightness coming from the room. It was as if she stepped into a barbie theme park.
Every rug to furniture to paint was either white or pink. Truthfully, it was a bit nauseating.
" Who did these servants think they were welcoming? A five-year-old!"
" Well,a bit far fetched__" a young girl blurted still standing befor
