Love Me Harder, Husband ✓

10 Leaving

　　
　　It hurt.
　　Heartache!
　　Although the floor is covered with a soft carpet, but the body falls to the ground, the dislocated right arm just hit the edge of the coffee table, and Jasmine Jones is almost fainted by the sharp pain.
　　"Oh, I am sorry, the second Miss of the Jones's family, are you okay?" Mrs.White says with no sincerity, and pretends to say, "It looks like that you are going to die, I am really afraid of taking responsibility. Otherwise, I will let my private doctor come over and see?"
　　Her expression is theatrical, it is simply a optimistic posture.
　　"Doctor? Uncle Lewis doesn't want to see this kind of person!" Dylan White says indifference. "This kind of person is only worthy of self-destruction!"
　　"Yes..." Smith Jones smiles and says. "Don't worry about her, this child grew up in a slum. Although there is no education, the body is good. Her skin is thick and this is nothing. It hurts but won't die."
　　Nothing?
　　It hurts but won't die?
　　It doesn't hurt to be on your own body, of course it is nothing!
　　Jasmine Jones bites her teeth and only feels ridiculous!
　　"Today's business, thank you! Your hospitality, I will remember it!" With the pain of the heart, Jasmine Jones stands up from the ground and glances at the people present. She straightens her back and walks out of the hall of Jones's family step by step.
　　Her eyes are very fierce. Others are all stunned.
　　As if, a small ant can even hurt people.
　　......
　　Standing on the street in the night, Jasmine Jones rummages through the phone address book. She can't find a contact person for a long time... After watching it for a long time, her eyes fall on a name and dials out with a bit of complicated mood. And soon hangs up.
　　They haven't contacted in eight years. Now, they had better not to contact.
　　There was reason in the past, and now it is because of something else.
　　However, in less than a minute, the phone rings.
　　"Hey, who is it?"
　　At the other end of the phone, there is a crisp and sweet voice.
　　"Boney, it's me." Jasmine Jones licks her lips and is a little embarrassed. "I am Jasmine Jones, um... Jasmine Mitchell... Do you remember me?"
　　"What? Jasmine?!"
　　There is something on the ground that shattered, showing the excitement of Boney Smith.
　　......
　　After hanging up the phone, Jasmine Jones's heart finally gets some peace.
　　She still has money on her body and she can find a hotel to live for a few days. But when people are most vulnerable and sad, they always hope that there is another person around them... She is not invincible, and naturally she can't be excused.
　　The rain falls.
　　The tangled rain becomes bigger, the rain slides down and drops on her face. Jasmine Jones is almost drenched likes the soup chicken, the clothes clung to the body and the whole person is in a mess.
　　"God, you are also teasing me!"
　　Pointing at the sky with her middle finger, Jasmine Jones looks around and finds that there is a bus stop not far away, then she drags the suitcase and rushes towards the bus stop.
　　She has only one hand to use, and she is in a hurry. After two steps, the suitcase bumps two times on the blind road. When it is not stabilized, it slams into the ground, and the clothes inside scatter into the ground. Full of muddy water.
　　What is the house leaking and even the night rain falls? This is.
　　Jasmine Jones also has no more emotions.
　　She doesn't have the energy.
　　She crouches down and stuffs the scattered and muddy clothes into the box. Only then does she find that she has only one hand to use, so she can only used the unaccustomed left hand and wants to put it on. It's not that easy to get a full box closed.