เข้าสู่ระบบAfter several days of undergoing intensive treatment at the hospital, Jasmine was finally allowed to go home. Her face was covered with bandages that wrapped around her wounds. She walked slowly out of the room, accompanied by a nurse who helped her carry a bag containing her belongings.
When she arrived in the waiting room, Jasmine did not see a single person welcoming her. Her heart truly suffered. Apparently, there was not a single person who cared about her. The nurse beside her also let out a long sigh while looking at her with pity, as if she understood what Jasmine was feeling at that moment.
“You have to be strong, Jasmine,” Jasmine whispered. Encouraging herself.
Now, Jasmine walked toward the apartment that Christopher had bought for her. Her body still felt weak, and her heart still felt painful. She could not get rid of the pain and disappointment she felt after receiving Christopher’s unilateral decision.
When Jasmine opened the apartment door, she was greeted by Valentina and Florentina, who were already waiting there. Both of them smiled wickedly, making Jasmine feel uncomfortable. How could those two people enter her apartment?
“Haha, Jasmine, welcome to your own home,” Valentina said, her voice full of mockery. “But unfortunately, this is no longer your home.”
Jasmine felt as if she had been struck by lightning. “What do you mean? This is the apartment Christopher bought for me!”
Valentina smiled. “Ah, yes. But Christopher no longer cares about you. He will marry me, and this apartment will be mine.”
Jasmine felt completely shattered. “You are truly evil,” she said, her voice trembling. “You stole my lover, and now you want to steal my home too?”
Florentina stepped forward, her eyes staring at Jasmine with hatred. “You have no right to stay here, Jasmine. You are no longer useful to Christopher. Your face is ruined, and you can no longer attract him. Christopher only loves beautiful women. So Valentina is the one worthy of Chris. Not you! Haha.”
Jasmine felt tears flowing, but she could not cry in front of these two cunning people. To restrain her emotions, Jasmine clenched her fists. Her gaze was sharp and filled with burning anger. Florentina and Valentina were truly greedy. Not only had they taken Liam from Jasmine, but also Christopher and her apartment now.
Valentina stood in front of Jasmine, her wicked smile widening on her face. “Haha, Jasmine, you are not worthy of becoming Christopher’s wife. This ugly face of yours makes Christopher disgusted with you.”
Jasmine looked at her with eyes full of hatred, but she tried to remain calm. “You will never be able to replace me, Valentina. I am the first and the last for Chris.”
Valentina laughed loudly, her voice sharp and insulting. “You? You are nothing compared to me. Christopher chose me, not you. I will be his wife, I will be the mother of his children.”
Jasmine felt as if she had been slapped, but she did not want to show her weakness. Just imagining it made Jasmine’s heart feel as if it were being sliced by a very sharp knife. “You will never be able to make him happy, Valentina. You will only make him regret his decision to choose you.”
“Nonsense!” Valentina cursed. “I have ways to make Christopher happy. He chose me because I am prettier and the best in his eyes. So don’t waste your time holding on to those feelings. No matter what, you will never get a man who will marry you. Because your face is ruined. You are ugly, Jasmine. Hahaha!”
Valentina laughed out loud. Her evil expression truly made Jasmine shiver and burn with anger. This was the first time Jasmine had witnessed someone being happy over her suffering.
“Don’t be too full of yourself. Only I know Chris’s weaknesses. Besides, I am very sure that you will not be able to replace my position in Chris’s heart. You might be able to take him from me and marry him. But remember, he marries you only because of lust. He marries you only because he does not want to be embarrassed. If something happens to you, then be prepared to end up like me,” Jasmine said while staring sharply and slightly threateningly.
Valentina fell silent with a cynical expression. Whatever Jasmine said would not change her heart. Becoming Christopher’s wife was an achievement for her.
“You know nothing, Jasmine. Christopher is already bored with you; he wants something new, something fresh. And I am the right choice. Look at you, you are ugly now. So don’t try to make me back down,” Valentina said while looking at her with disgust.
“Yes, that’s right. I think Chris has wanted to separate from you for a long time, Jasmine,” Florentina chimed in.
“Do you know, Chris asked for my phone number a few days ago. At first I was surprised, but now I finally understand his intention. I think… he has been eyeing me for a long time,” Valentina spoke provocatively.
Jasmine clenched her fists. Her chest now rose and fell in rhythm with emotions that were rising to her head. What Valentina had just said successfully made Jasmine’s heart waver. Was it true that Christopher had been after Valentina for a long time? Or could it be that Christopher had intentionally wanted to marry Valentina, but by building a relationship with Jasmine?
“Jasmine, you are ugly!” Valentina spoke with a mocking expression. She approached Jasmine, as if deliberately wanting to show her hatred.
“No man would ever be willing to marry you,” Florentina added while throwing a used tissue onto Jasmine’s face.
“Your face is terrifying!”
“Disgusting!”
“Shuuuuuut up!” Jasmine screamed loudly, as if releasing all her emotions at once.
Valentina and Florentina only looked at her with cynical and mocking expressions. That made Jasmine even angrier and more humiliated. She then grabbed the flower vase in front of her and slammed it down in front of Valentina and Florentina.
Seeing Jasmine’s uncontrollable rage, Valentina felt terrified. She ran behind her mother, seeking protection from Jasmine’s fury.
“You want me dead, don’t you? Go on, kill me!” Jasmine said while pointing the sharp shards of the shattered vase at them.
Instantly, Valentina and Florentina were shocked at Jasmine’s actions. They truly did not expect Jasmine to explode like this. Jasmine’s face, still wrapped in bandages, and her reddened eyes created an even more frightening impression for Valentina and Florentina.
“Hurry! Kill me right now. You will surely be satisfied and even happier!” Once again, Jasmine spoke loudly, as if she no longer had any hope of living.
Florentina swallowed hard. “Ja–Jasmine, don’t be like this. Put that sharp object away!” she spoke in a slightly stammering voice and looked frightened.
“Why? Didn’t you want me dead?” Jasmine grabbed Valentina’s hand, then stood with a terrifying gaze.
“Don’t be crazy, Jasmine. What do you want, huh!?” Valentina glared fiercely. She was slightly afraid, but she seemed to force herself to appear brave in front of Jasmine.
“Kill me right now! You have taken all my happiness. So just take my life as well!” Jasmine said with a trembling and slightly hoarse voice. The hand holding the sharp object continued to move closer to Valentina.
Valentina grew more and more frightened. She remained silent, staring in horror. Meanwhile, Florentina tried to approach Jasmine to pull her away from her daughter.
Suddenly, the door opened. Christopher arrived and was utterly shocked when he saw what was happening. Everything was in chaos. He froze when his eyes caught Jasmine standing in front of Valentina with a sharp object in her hand.
“Aaaaaaaa!” Valentina suddenly screamed hysterically while pulling Jasmine’s hand and trying to bring the shard of the vase closer to her own neck.
“What are you doing, Jasmine!?” Christopher ran over with a shocked and panicked expression.
“She’s trying to kill me, Chris!” Valentina said while running to hug Christopher.
To be continued…
“What do you mean, Mother?” Jasmine turned her head slowly. Her gaze was cold, sharp, and distant—as if the woman before her was no longer someone she had ever called mother. “Do you think I still hope for Christopher?” Her lips curved into a thin smile filled with irony. “Do you think I still want that marriage?”She let out a soft chuckle. A brief, hollow laugh, devoid of joy.“Haha. Of course not.”Yet behind those words, her chest felt tight. Old wounds were torn open once more. Promises, love, and a future she had once believed in so deeply were now nothing but ruins. Not because she still wanted them—but because everything had been ripped away from her in the cruelest way.Florentina stared at Jasmine with a sharp gaze. Her arms were crossed over her chest, her posture rigid, as if she were judging a defendant. “Stop lying!” she shouted harshly, without a shred of empathy. “Do you think we’re stupid? This is all too much of a coincidence!”Before Jasmine could respond, another v
Jasmine staggered as she left the reception hall, which was still filled with the glow of crystal lights and the laughter of invited guests. Wedding music could still be faintly heard from behind the large doors slowly closing behind her. The white gown that wrapped her body—the gown she was supposed to wear as a bride—was now stained with brownish blood. Her own blood.She stopped on the sidewalk, lowered her head, then let out a soft laugh. A laugh that sounded more like a suppressed sob.“How ridiculous my life is,” she murmured quietly.The night wind swept through her disheveled hair. A sharp sting spread across her face every time the cold air touched the wounds that were not yet fully covered by bandages. The skin of her face felt tight, aching, and burning. Her hands were still trembling, her palms and fingers covered in dried blood, remnants of wounds that had not even been cleaned yet.But Jasmine did not care.She sat on an empty park bench, hugging her knees to herself. He
Jasmine walked into the building where Christopher and Valentina’s wedding reception was being held, with beautiful hair and an elegant gown. She carried a box that might contain a gift for Christopher and Valentina. The atmosphere of the place looked solemn and warm, with sparkling lights and soft music.However, Jasmine could not enjoy the atmosphere. Jasmine’s eyes were immediately fixed on the two people who were now king and queen, Christopher and Valentina. They stood on the stage, with happy smiles and sparkling eyes. Christopher held Valentina’s hand, and the two of them looked like a perfect couple.Jasmine felt as if she were being slashed by a very sharp knife. Her heart ached terribly, and she could not suppress the flames of jealousy burning inside her. She saw Christopher’s smile directed at Valentina, and she felt as if she were about to explode.Jasmine did not realize that she had crushed the glass in her hand until it shattered. The sound of the breaking glass made s
Jasmine stared in shock and disbelief, her eyes widening with profound astonishment. She saw Valentina still clinging tightly to Christopher, her face full of pretense and fear. The fragments of the flower vase slipped from her hand, and she felt as if she were waking up from a nightmare.Her hands trembled as Jasmine tried to speak, but no sound came out. She felt as though she were being strangled by sorrow and disappointment. “W-What… what are you doing, Valentina?” she finally managed to say, her voice shaking.“Why are you asking Valentina? We should be the ones asking you that, Jasmine!” Florentina shouted in a high voice, her gaze sharp and piercing.Christopher looked at Jasmine with cold, furious eyes. “What were you going to do to Valentina, Jasmine?!” he asked, his voice filled with anger.Valentina grew even more hysterical, clinging tightly to Christopher. “Chris, please help me! She wants to kill me! I’m really scared!” she screamed this time, her voice full of pretense.
After several days of undergoing intensive treatment at the hospital, Jasmine was finally allowed to go home. Her face was covered with bandages that wrapped around her wounds. She walked slowly out of the room, accompanied by a nurse who helped her carry a bag containing her belongings.When she arrived in the waiting room, Jasmine did not see a single person welcoming her. Her heart truly suffered. Apparently, there was not a single person who cared about her. The nurse beside her also let out a long sigh while looking at her with pity, as if she understood what Jasmine was feeling at that moment.“You have to be strong, Jasmine,” Jasmine whispered. Encouraging herself.Now, Jasmine walked toward the apartment that Christopher had bought for her. Her body still felt weak, and her heart still felt painful. She could not get rid of the pain and disappointment she felt after receiving Christopher’s unilateral decision.When Jasmine opened the apartment door, she was greeted by Valentin
Liam Maximus slowly rubbed his face, then shook his head. “Valentina is more important than you, Jasmine. She will bring happiness to our family.”Once again, Jasmine’s heart truly ached. The world and everything in it seemed no longer necessary to her. Jasmine felt as if she had been destroyed by cruelty and lies. She could not imagine life without Christopher—the man she truly loved.Christopher looked at Jasmine with a cold expression. “Don’t cry, Jasmine. You have to be strong.”Jasmine glanced at him with sorrowful eyes. She tried not to cry, but Jasmine could not be strong. She felt like a little child who had lost her toy. She could not hold herself back from crying, could not stop feeling the deep sadness. Jasmine truly felt like screaming at the top of her lungs. Until finally, her tears poured down heavily like rain that never stopped soaking the earth.“You are all truly heartless!” Jasmine screamed. The wound in her heart seemed to widen along with the cold and cynical sta







