Ex-wife's Marriage Revenge のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 121 - チャプター 130

121Jasmine's POV. "Mr. Falcon, that is Jasmine. Kyle sir's guest. I think you shouldn't be here in his absence because sir told me to not let any stranger—""Guest! Kyle didn't tell me he has..." Falcon blinked his eyes to shake the mist off his gaze as he licked his lips in a smitten sort of way. "Such a beautiful guest tucked away in his bedroom."He came all the way inside and stopped before the bed. Mari came behind him. She was looking at me pitifully because my teeth were chattering. The Falcon guy wasn't giving any bad vibe, but my body was not in my control. I was thrown back to that moment when... When all those men in the mental institution were surrounding me. When one of them— I took deep breaths as my chest felt too tight and numb. It was like an invisible weight was pressing down on my chest. "Hey? Pretty guest, are you okay?" Falcon extended a hand to touch my shoulder. I yelped and jerked back. My head hit the headboard hard and spasms exploded in my head. I don't

123Jasmine's POV "You still don't know about me?" He stared at me, amazed. I shook my head in no, "I never searched about it." "Wait, are you like for real? You've been out of my house for a while and you never searched me up on the internet? Are you joking right now, Jessica?" "I'm not.""You seriously don't know anything about me?" He asked with an infuriated chuckle. I shyly smiled. I never had enough courage to search about him. I just knew that we were never meeting again. So, I never bothered."I promise." I pinched my throat. He sighed annoyedly and it was kinda cute. I had an impressive image of him in my mind and I didn't want to ruin it. I knew that Kyle was a playboy. A man with a long history of one night stands and ex-girlfriends. I just wasn't ready to see images of him kissing some naked girl on the internet. That was another reason why I didn't search him up. I was scared of finding out about his girlfriends or worse— His body count. Kyle isn't a saint. I kno

125 To his chagrin Vince laughed a made-up laugh and said, "Your guess is on point, Mr. Panther. I've been thinking about work a lot and—"  "How about your wife, Mr. Garrison? Is she okay now?" Kyle stopped by the reception and leaned on an elbow on the counter.  He saw the receptionist guy stand up as on the phone call, Vince went completely silent.  "Yes, Mr. Garrison? Everything okay?"  "Y-yes, yes, my wife is doing great. I... I am just wondering why y-you would ask about her all of a sudden." Kyle's mouth lifted in an irritated smirk, making the receptionist guy turn pale.  "Just like that." Kyle said. "My birthday is coming up and my friends were talking about throwing me a party, and I remembered your father's party and our meeting outside his house." Vince chuckled nervously, "My wife is fine."

127Kyle came up to his room to find the girls gathered around his bed. They were looking at something on a phone and they didn't notice his presence. Although his interest was piqued and he wanted to know what it was that kept them occupied, and left their eyes wide with mischief, Kyle coughed.The girls jerked back to attention at once."S-sir?" Mari stood up and folded her arms at her front.Kyle's eyes shifted to Mari. He observed the red blotches in her cheeks. She was trying hard not to look embarrassed while in the corner of his eye, he noticed doctor Fiona hiding her phone away.One thing was common— All the women had rosy tint in their cheeks. Even Jojo, the only man in the room beside him!"All good?" Kyle inquired, evaluating each of their faces. "All of you look... Very red in the face.""Everything's fine, sir. We were just... Just watching funny videos online. That's all." Mari forced a chuckle."Funny videos?" Kyle highly doubted it. He wondered what funny videos left

129 “It's your room, Kyle. You know that, don't you?” She smiled at him as he carried her into the house.  “But it's yours as long as you are here.” He took her to his room in silence.  Kyle placed her on bed and leaned over her. His face was close, very close; and yet Jasmine didn't feel awkward or uncomfortable. She looked into his mysterious dark eyes in the dim lights. They promised her safety and protection.  She shuddered when he brushed the strands of hair out of her face and caressed her jawline.  "Rest, Jasmine. You've carried this weight alone for so long. Now leave it to me and you just rest." He whispered to her after covering her with the quilt.  Jasmine's body was warm with feelings she didn't have before. Someone was willing to take her burdens for her. Someone was willing to give her peace she n