President's Contract Wife
Chapter 197 Intense Feelings

When Jasmine takes off her clothes, Nina understands why she said that just now.

Jasmine's chest, waist and thigh are all red, purple and bruised marks. Moreover, these marks are obviously new, no later than yesterday.

The waitress smiles and says, "Miss Harris, your boyfriend is so hot!"

Jasmine quickly puts on the broad bathrobe and blushes slightly, "Oh, I'm really going to be tossed to death by him. Sometimes several times a day. You always ask me why I'm so thin. Can I not be thin? Every time I manage to gain a little weight, then he will toss it off." Nina is bending her head to wear the bathrobe, but she can hear her every word clearly.

Nina's face turns a little pale, and the belt of her bathrobe can not be tied several times.

Sunny is secretly surprised. Although Jasmine is gentle and generous, it's really strange that she is bold like today to discuss the business in bed with the female technician on her own initiative.

Nina just comes out of the bath and hears her cell phone ringing in the closet.

She opens the closet and takes out the mobile phone. Unexpectedly, the call comes from Lucien.

Looking at the head portrait of Lucien on the screen of mobile phone, Nina is a little guilty and turns her back to Jasmine.

"Nina, since you've taken out your cell phone, why don't you answer the phone?" Sunny is enjoying the service of the shop assistant lazily and asks her curiously at the same time.

"Er... Wrong number..." Nina is so nervous that she hangs up rapidly.

It's like being caught in an affair. Nina suddenly feels a burst of humiliation. In front of Jasmine, can she never be decent and straight-out?

"Since you didn't answer the phone, how do you know it was the wrong number?" Jasmine smiles and stares at her with a little sharp eyes.

Nina feels uneasy. Does Jasmine know something? Or is she suscipious?

Nina returns to her bed in panic. When she is about to lie down, her cell phone rings again.

Nina hurriedly runs to the closet and takes out her cell phone. She glances at it. As expected, Lucien calls again. With a movement of her finger, she hangs up the phone without hesitation and directly presses the "off" button. The world is finally quiet.

Nina lies on the bed, listening to Jasmine and Sunny fitfully talking about the wedding.

"Lucien said that we will get married at the end of the year, but I still haven't decided. It is cold at the end of the year, so the lawn wedding can not be done. Sunny, the time of your wedding is better. The weather is exactly good." Jasmine says it and glances at Nina. Sunny is a little surprised, "Lucien has proposed to you?"

Nina can't help but listen to her carefully. She is so nervous that her breath becomes heavy.

"Well, it's not a formal proposal, just a discussion on the wedding time. If the formal proposal is so hasty, I won't accept it!" Jasmine's tone is very pouting, which is full of happiness and sweetness.

The waitress couldn't help interjecting, "Miss Harris, you are so lucky. Mr. Gray is the dream lover of many girls in Cagliari. He is typically tall, rich and handsome! Last time he sent you to do spa, I took a long look at him. He is so handsome! After catching sight of him, I don't even want to see my boyfriend!"

Lucien sent Jasmine for spa...

So thoughtful.

Nina turns over to get up and smiles at the waitress, "It's a little hot. I'll take a shower."

Her voice is a little stuffy, with a little nasal.

Jasmine gazes at Nina's back, and the smile on the corner of her mouth is deeper.

When Nina comes back from the shower, Sunny is wearing clothes. Seeing Nina, she says apologetically, "Nina, I'm going to leave first. Peter's mother stewed chicken soup and asked his sister to send it to my home. However, I was not here. I have to go back to pick up the chicken soup of the grand old woman."

The expectant mother-in-law is so attentive. Nina is also happy for Sunny and nods hurriedly, "Then go back quickly, be careful on the way."

Sunny leaves, and the two shop assistants goes out to make breast essential oil for massage. Only Nina and Jasmine are left in such a big room.

The atmosphere is a little tense. Nina is trying to replace an excuse to leave. Jasmine seems to suddenly remember something and looks at her, "Nina, I abruptly think of making an important phone call. My cell phone is dead. Can you lend me your cell phone?" Jasmine wants to use her mobile phone? Nina is a little nervous. What if she sees the missed calls of Lucien just now?

On second thought, can't she be so rude to check other people's mobile phone casually?

"OK, I'll get it for you." Nina nods, goes to the closet, takes out her mobile phone and hands it to Jasmine.

Jasmine takes the mobile phone and raises her hand to Nina, "I'll call over there, and I won't hinder you from enjoying the spa."

With that, she takes Nina's cell phone and walks out to the gazebo.

Nina is very troubled, but she doesn't know what to say. She just hopes that Jasmine will come back quickly as soon as she finishes her call. Don't leaf through her cell phone.

Jasmine goes to the gazebo and closes the exquisite carved door. When her fingers slide open the screen, she immediately sees six messages.

"Nina! Why don't you answer my phone?"

"Nina, where are you? Why don't you answer the phone?"

"You stupid woman, how dare you shut down!"

"Since you go back on your words first, don't blame me for breaking my promise!"

"Call me back as soon as you see my message! Or you will die!"

Turn to the preceding missed call, Jasmine sees the name of Lucien!

The name makes Jasmine feel very uncomfortable, like a sharp knife, cutting her heart bloody!

Strong possessiveness can be felt through the messages. Has Lucien ever been so keen on her?

He has always been light to her, not enthusiastic, not angry.

These intense feelings and words, Lucien has never used them for her!

Jasmine bites her lips until the blood comes out.

Trembling her fingers, she dials a telephone.

"Hello, I'll see you at Coffey Restaurant in the evening. I have a very important thing for you to do."

"OK. Do I need to bring the tools?"

"Not for the time being."

After hanging up, Jasmine wipes the bloodstain on the corner of her mouth carefully with the sleeve of her bathrobe, puts a proper smile on her face, and opens the exquisite carved wooden door.☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐