Chapter 92 I Can, But She Cannot
Chapter 92 I Can, But She Cannot
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Mindful of the baby she was carrying, Jasmine did not give chase. From a safe distance, she snatched up a book from beside her and flung it at him. Hugh managed to duck his head out of the way, but his body was not so lucky. The corner of the book caught him on the shoulder, and he hissed through his teeth in pain.
The commotion brought Eleanor and Arthur rushing into the room. Arthur didn’t think much of it, assuming his son had simply found a new way to cause trouble, but Eleanor’s heart lurched/with worry She rushed over to check Hugh for injuries.
“Jasmine! Have you gone mad?! Do you know what you are doing?! How dare you hit my son!”
Jasmine stepped closer, still gripping the wooden spoon. Hugh instinctively shrank back, using Eleanor as a shield.
“Just try hitting him again!” Eleanor barked. “This is completely out of line!”
Jasmine didn’t back down an inch. “I already hit him. What are you going to do about it? Hit me back?”
“If you dare touch Hugh again, you’d better believe I will!” Eleanor threatened.
Jasmine let out a cold laugh. “Go ahead and try.”
Seeing the cold contempt and absolute fearlessness on Jasmine’s face, Eleanor suddenly found her confidence deserting her. “What did your brother even do to deserve you hitting him like that, with no sense of restraint whatsoever?! If you do not give me a clear explanation right now, we are far from done here!”
Jasmine pointed the wooden spoon directly at Hugh. “Tell her yourself.”
By now, Hugh had already guessed why he was getting hit. Not a trace of anger crossed his face. Instead, he broke into that signature roguish grin of his. “My dear sister, everything I did was for your sake. You really couldn’t tell?”
“I didn’t ask for your interference!” Jasmine threw the wooden spoon at him in a fit of rage. “Do you have any idea what the consequences are? I don’t care if you get yourself killed, but don’t you dare drag the Thorne family and Dad down with you!”
Hugh kept that insufferable look on his face. “Hah! And here I thought you stopped caring about this | family long ago.”
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A sudden heaviness pressed against her chest, and the words came out before she could stop them. “I may not care about this family, but I cannot stop caring about my father.”
Those words struck Arthur so deeply that tears welled in his eyes. “Hugh,” he commanded, “what on earth did you do to make Jasmine this angry?”
Eleanor stood frozen as Jasmine’s words finally sank in. In that moment, a harsh reality dawned on her.
Her adoptive daughter had long since lost any affection for this household, and she certainly didn’t view Eleanor as a
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Chapter 92 I Can, But She Cannot
mother. The only person Jasmine truly cared about was her father.
Hugh shrugged carelessly. “I just hit someone. That is all.”
Eleanor froze. “You hit someone? Who?”
“The precious little heiress of the Vance family,” Hugh replied.
“You beat up Chloe?!” Eleanor gasped, utterly incredulous.
“Yeah,” Hugh said, completely unfazed. “Sure did.”
Oh, God.
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A wave of panic finally washed over Eleanor. Only a few days ago, she had dragged Hugh along to cozy up to Silas, and now, barely any time had passed, and her son had gone and assaulted the man’s beloved little sister.
How could he be so stupid?
Eleanor slapped Hugh in a fit of frustration. “Why on earth would you do that to her?! Are you trying to get yourself killed?!”
Hugh’s face suddenly darkened. “Because she was incredibly disrespectful to Jasmine. And if I had to guess, that brat has been bullying her for the entire three years Jasmine’s been married into the Vance family.”
“So… you did this to defend Jasmine?” Eleanor asked.
“Why else?” Hugh muttered.
Eleanor was genuinely bewildered. “But aren’t you…”
She choked back the rest of her words, too afraid to say them aloud because they were simply too hurtful.
Jasmine, however, finished the thought for her. “Haven’t you always disliked having me as your sister? What made you think of standing up for me? It is not as though you have not done your fair share of bullying me yourself.”
Hugh leaned down nonchalantly to retrieve the wooden spoon from the floor. “Look, I can dislike you, and I can bully you, but she can’t. What I don’t see is none of my business, but she had the nerve to act that arrogantly right in front of my face. If I hadn’t taught her a lesson, it would’ve made it look like the Thornes are a family of pushovers.”
“You…”
Jasmine was so furious that she was lost for words. She took a few deep, ragged breaths before she could speak again. “Did you even consider the consequences if the Vances find out you were behind this?!”
Eleanor was equally exasperated with her son. “You absolute idiot! I don’t even know what to say to you! Jasmine is already married and out of this house. Whatever goes on between her and the Vances is her own business. Why did you have to go and stick your nose into it?!”
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