"Cat, I know that you don't like the poor guy but be more gentle ok. Have mercy on his poor heart. I felt so terrible when I saw him drinking alone because you rejected him," Jasmine said in a serious tone.

"He was the one who was foolish enough to ask me to be his girlfriend. He can't blame me for rejecting his proposal. And even though I end up marrying I wouldn't marry a softhearted man like him so he should toughen up if he wants to stand a chance," Catherine said in an indifferent tone. She did not feel bad that she made someone sad.

For the next four days, Jasmine took it upon herself to take care of the wounded Jackson. Although he knew that this caring side of hers was temporary he could not stop himself from being very happy. The two naughty guys were happy too. They repeatedly voiced out their happiness so many times when Jasmine was not around. They wished they could get to see this new side of hers every day.

On Friday Jasmine got off work early like she normally did so she would be able to prepare Jackson's dinner on time.

After reaching his mansion, she changed into the casual clothes she brought before she entered the kitchen. It was about twenty minutes after she had begun cooking that Jackson came back from the office.

Even without being informed about her presence, he knew that she was in the kitchen as a result of the sweet aroma circulating the entire sitting room.

He did not waste a minute in approaching the kitchen. When he reached the kitchen he saw her trying to carry the plates from the top shelf. Jasmine was a very tall lady but the reason she could not reach the top shelf was that the shelf with so many layers was taller than her. He stares at her as she struggles for about two minutes before he walked towards Jasmine who wasn't aware of his presence.

"Let me help you with it," Jackson now standing at her back said as he stretched his hand to help her carry the plates. Even before he could successfully pick the plates Jasmine turned to face him.

"How was work? I hope you didn't stress your hand too much? You know overworking your hands will hinder the healing process right?" Jasmine asked sternly.

"Why aren't you saying anything?" Jasmine asked when Jackson just keeps on staring at her without uttering any word.

"You smell delicious," Jackson blurted out without thinking.

"...,"

"I mean the food smells delicious," Jackson quickly changed his word when he realised what he had said.

"I will change and come downstairs," Jackson said before he quickly escapes.

"I find his words and actions lately strange. I wonder whether his attitude towards me has changed or I am the one imagining things," Jasmine said her gaze glued on the entrance. She continued with what she was doing afterwards.

About ten minutes later Jasmine stirring the pot on the fire heard approaching footsteps.

"You are done showering so soon? I thought it would take you another fifteen minutes since that is the usual time you always took to shower and dress up," Jasmine speak smiling without turning to confirm who entered the kitchen. Since the day Jackson instructed his maids not to enter the kitchen whenever Jasmine was in the kitchen, no one had dared enter the kitchen except Jackson.

"Who the hell are you?" Jasmine heard a lady's angry voice behind. Before she turned around to check who it was she turned off the gas cooker.

Jasmine now staring at the lady wearing a white short flair gown examine the lady from her long brown hair to her red high heels. Judging from the designer handbag, clothes and shoes the lady was wearing, at first glance, she could tell that she wasn't from a lower or middle-class family.

"Who are you and what the hell are you doing inside my kitchen?" the lady asked as she threw disapproving stares at Jasmine who was wearing blue denim shorts and a white cropped top that exposes her navel.

"And who are you?" Jasmine answered the lady's question with a question.

"I am his fiance so will you tell me what the heck you are doing here dressed like this in a man's home? Where you came from, were you not taught that ladies are not supposed to dress like this in front of a man especially one which has a fiance?" she asked not hiding her hatred for Jasmine.

"Hey, Miss Fiance or whatever your name is, you have no right or whatsoever to insult me ok?" Jasmine asked in annoyance too. Earlier she was ready to accord the young lady with respect but seeing how disrespectful she was to her, Jasmine changed her mind.

"The owner of the house doesn't see a problem with what I wear so what is your problem with the clothes I am wearing? You are a visitor here and so am I, so how dare you to try to belittle me?" Jasmine asked as she approached where the lady was standing.

"I am his fiance so I have the right....,"

"You are just his fiance and not his wife so that still makes you a visitor isn't that so?" Jasmine interrupted her sharply.

Before the lady could argue with Jasmine more, Jackson entered the kitchen.

"Jane, what is going on here?" Jackson asked without seeing the face of the lady whose back was facing him.

Jane on realising that Jackson was standing at her back quickly changed her expression to a wronged one.

"Jack, I was just asking her what she was doing here dressed like that since this was my first time seeing her here but she ended up misunderstanding my intentions," Jane said in a sweet but pitiful voice as though Jasmine did something wrong to her. She turned to face Jackson almost immediately.

So she is the white lotus he fell in love with? I am not surprised she is trying to frame me even though this is our first meeting.

Jasmine thought rolling her eyes disgustedly.

"Do you have a problem with what she is wearing?" Jackson asked coldly as he approached where the ladies were standing.

"Yes, I think it is inappropriate of her to wear it when it is only a man living here," Jane voiced out her displeasure but she dare not say it in the manner she spoke to Jasmine.

"But...,"

"How is your hand? I was so worried when I came back from the business trip and heard that you injured your hand that is why I hurriedly came to check up on you. Mum was very worried when I called her to inform her about your injury," Jane said as she touched Jackson's bandaged hand.

The ignored Jasmine just stood there and watch them.

"My hand is fine and you didn't have to inform mum about such trivia things, it will only make her worried," Jackson said as he stole a secret glance at Jasmine to see her expression. He could not resist smiling when he saw her pouting lips.

Wow, Jack is smiling at me.

Jane thought smiling as she caressed Jackson's hands.

"Jack, I have missed you a lot. When I was on the trip I could not wait to come back so I can see you," Jane said as she raised her hand to caressed Jackson's face. On seeing this Jasmine instantly turned her back on them before Jane's hand could touch Jackson's face.

"It's not like I am single so why are they feeding me dog food," Jasmine mumbled as she removed the pot from the fire.

"I am glad you returned safely," Jackson said as he walked toward Jasmine's direction before Jane's hands could caress his face.

"Handle that with care or you are gonna burn yourself," Jackson said as he held Jasmine's hand holding onto the steaming pot. Jasmine quickly brushed off his hand holding onto her body.

"I thought you were flirting with her so why did you stop so soon? Why don't you go and continue, maybe you both will win a couple of the year's awards if you flirt for a little while longer," Jasmine said in low tones that only she and Jackson could hear.

"What is wrong? Why are you so affected by the way I act with her? Don't tell me you are jealous?" Jackson asked as he stares at her frowning face.

"Jealous? Why would I feel jealous of her, I don't have feelings for you so why will I feel that way. Besides, I have my man, so why will I be jealous of your relationship with her?" Jasmine keeps repeating the same thing for the sake of laying emphasis. She did not know that this single act of hers made her look suspicious.

"If you are not jealous then why are you angry at me? Why can't you look me in the eyes anymore...,"

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