"Rowan is the absolute best among his peers. Everyone can see how well he treats Jasmine. He even went up against the Fairchilds, defied his parents, and stood up to his grandfather for her. A man who fights through all that to be with her is definitely going to marry her."
Still, they had been together for so long. Caleb was already married with kids. Rowan surely knew about Caleb's babies. Seeing his peers settling down, he had to be anxious for an heir of his own...
Seeing that Jasmine looked totally unbothered by the media storm, the Ford family's collective anxiety finally settled.
Jasmine retreated to her bedroom and locked the door behind her, shutting everyone out.
She poured herself a glass of warm water. She had barely taken a sip when a notification from J popped up on her phone. She had sent him countless messages recently, all of which had gone unanswered. She quickly opened the text, the forced smile freezing on her face.
The words glaring back at her were from Rowan:
[Our six-month agreement is almost up.]
[You should come clean to your family sooner rather than later.]
Every word was like a knife made of ice. Jasmine felt the blood freeze in her veins. It felt like she had been struck by lightning. She collapsed onto the bed, completely drained. Her fingers shook violently as she typed out a reply:
[I need to see you tomorrow. I have something to show you.]
...
The next morning, at Jameson Group.
When Jasmine arrived, she spotted Wesley Wade at the espresso machine, making coffee for the boss.
"I'll take care of that," she said.
Seeing Jasmine after such a long time, Wesley was about to politely decline.
Jasmine's tone turned icy. "Mr. Wade, we've worked together for a long time. Are you really not going to do me this one small favor?"



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