Just as Robert is about to faint, Pehry finally stops. Robert thinks that everything has past, but he
doesn't realize that this moment is the beginning of his nightmare.
"You are the first one who dares to covet my girl."
Robert keeps shaking his head. The arrogance he has shown earlier dissipates, leaving only endless
panic and fear.
"How should I reward you?" Pehry‘s smile is creepy. "What if castrate you?"
"! !"
Robert's eyes widen. Even though his mouth is already bloody, he still manages to restrain himself and
say, "No, Mr. Pehry, please forgive me..."
Pehry deliberately says very slowly to torture him.
Robert hurriedly nods, afraid that he will really castrate him a second later.
However, after Pehry asks this question, the only cold smile on his face disappears. Instead, it is
replaced by an extremely dark and gloomy aura, "If I spare you, won't everyone dare to shit on my
head in the future?"
Robert is very nervous, as if he is sitting on a roller coaster.
Seemingly tired of this conversation, Pehry stands up again, rubs his ankles, fiercely kicks on the spot
between Robert's legs under Robert's frightened gaze...
Not a single sound comes out. The tsunami-like pain strikes and Robert completely faints.
Pehry hears the sound of flesh-splitting and retracts his feet in disgust. He walks out of the bathroom
and instructs the bodyguards, "Take him out."
"Yes sir."
The bodyguards immediately come in and drag Robert out, looking like they are dragging a dead dog.
The people who were originally in the private room are all standing at the door now. They have long
heard the commotion in the bathroom. Seeing Robert being thrown out bloodily, they all turn their faces
away.
That's horrible.
This is the result of offending Pehry.
Fortunately, they aren't the ones who offended him just now, otherwise...
Thinking of this, the men shiver. The woman who deliberately spilled wine on Jasmine's feet collapses
to the ground, saying "I'm ruined, I'm ruined..."
Judging from Pehry's attitude toward her just now… she didn’t expect the relationship between
Jasmine and Mr. Pehry isn’t simple. Although she won't be beaten up like Robert, her life will definitely
be changed thereafter.
She dares not to imagine that she is completely dumbfounded.
After Robert is dragged out of the bathroom, Pehry opens the door of the cubicle and squats beside
her. The girl's already petite figure appears even more fragile in his dark suit.
Her face is filled with panic and fear. She obviously does not recover from what happened just now.
Feeling his approach, she instinctively moves aside to avoid his touch.
Pehry extends his hand, pauses for a moment and lightly pats on her shoulder. He is afraid of
frightening her. "It's fine, I'm here. No one can hurt you."
She was originally dizzy from a strong glass of whisky, but everything that has happened forces her to
wake up. The thought of him kissing another woman in the private room makes her unable to accept
any touch from him.
"Don't touch me..." She resists softly, and her voice is hoarse.
Pehry is frozen. He slightly curls his eyebrows and withdraws his frustration as well. "Alright, I won't
touch you ... can you stand up?"
Jasmine tries to stand up bit by bit and props herself up by holding the door of the compartment.
However, due to the alcohol and mixed emotions, her body loses all the strength. She is so dizzy that
she almost falls to the ground when she just takes a step.
Seeing that, Pehry doesn't care if she is willing or not. He steadily drags his long arms over her back
and holds her in his arms. Seeing her pale face, his expression becomes serious. "What's wrong? Let's
go to the hospital."
"No." She shakes her head and smells the familiar smell. Suddenly, she wants to cry. Tears fill her eyes
and she tries her best to hold back, "I want to go back..."
She does not finish her words and pauses. She wants to go home, but she realizes that she doesn't
have a home. She doesn't have a home here at all. When Jasmine is ill and hospitalized, she doesn't
even have friend or family to comfort her.
The emptiness and loneliness wrap around her once again after those two years pass.
Pehry sees through her thoughts and only regrets what he did just now. If he didn't get angry, if he went
out when she came in to look for him, then nothing would happen after that.
He bends down to hold her up. "I know you're unwilling, so after putting you in the car, I won't touch you
again."
Then, he strides out of the bathroom.
Her head hiding in his chest, Jasmine didn't want to see anyone around.
Half a minute later, Pehry places her on his car. The soft cushion makes her feel much more at ease.
On the other side, Karl is getting off the car and heading this way.
Seeing that Jasmine is carried out, he realizes that something must have happened. "What's wrong?"
Pehry doesn’t say anything, but closes the door before saying in a low voice, "Someone beats her.
She's almost..."
He cannot continue, but Karl understands.
"Why is this happening?"
"..."
No one replies. The man lowers his head and stands aside. There is still the hatred left behind by the
violence, but there is more unspeakable regret.
Karl knows that it must be related to Pehry. He wants to complain him, but he couldn't bear to see
Pehry like this. In the end, he only sighs helplessly, "Pehry, I'm afraid that you misunderstood Jasmine.
She stayed in the ward during the day and managed to come back at night. Even if you were angry,
could you wait for her to finish talking?"
No matter what, Jasmine is a pretty good girl. She has a good character and is simple-minded. A man
like Pehry who lives in the complicated world needs a sunshine like Jasmine to comfort him.
"If I had known it would turn out like this, I would have treated her better." Pehry closes his eyes, as he
recalls the scene when he pushed open the compartment.
He really dares not to imagine what would happen if he came to there later.
"If she was hurt tonight, I will never forgive myself."
Karl sighs and shakes his head. "Since you like her, you should treat her well. You should also restrain
your temper. Alright, you will feel depressed if I say too much. Go back and comfort her. After
experiencing such a thing, especially a girl who cherishes her chastity so much, it must leave a great
psychological trauma to her."
Pehry nods, "Karl, thank you."
"Never mind. You should treat her well."
Seeing Karl turning around and leaving the car, Pehry opens the car door and sits in the back seat.
Jasmine immediately approaches to the other side of the car, eager to stay away from him.
Pehry knows that it is his own fault, and there is nothing to complain. He beckons the driver to come
and drive.
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