Love Me Harder, Husband ✓

81-90)You only use me as a bed partner?

81)
　　
　　 "What are you doing? Let me go!"
　　"Someone else, help me!"
　　Enormous panic like a torrential rain drowns Jasmine Jones.
　　She struggles in panic, screaming for help, shouting, and is slammed by the attacker, who could only make a futile "whine" sound.
　　She opens her eyes and searches everywhere, gradually disappointed.
　　No one comes, even if passers-by notices the situation on this side and sees her being held up, they just couldn't escape and leave quickly for fear that they won't be involved in the crisis, without any intention of saving her.
　　In this situation, Jasmine feels despaired, on the contrary, it stimulates a kind of calm.
　　If there is no way to seek help, then she needs to save herself!
　　She wipes her lips, and her beautiful eyes shining with surprising brightness.
　　She can't find any weapon at hand. The only one she has is the three Wontons she just bought.
　　But it's good to use these!
　　Jasmine Jones doesn't struggle in vain any more. She secretly accumulates a moment of strength, closes her eyes, yanks the takeout box in her hand, and smashes it at the kidnapper with all her strength.
　　 Drop from the clouds.
　　 The takeout box isn't strong enough. Under the violent collision, the soup is splashing. Even though she tries to avoid it, the hot soup sprinkles all over the kidnapper and part of it on her leg, which makes her face turn white.
　　 Jasmine Jones aches so much that she has to breathe and her tears falls out.
　　 She doesn't want to cry, it is just a natural reaction to the extreme pain of her body.
　　 She knows that she may hurt herself, but at present she can only fight for opportunities for herself by such a foolish way of hurting the enemy.
　　 "What the hell! Why you buy the wonton! You do it on purpose! You particularly want to burn me?" The kidnapper lets out an angry cry and slaps her face hard. "I tell you not to play trick, I tell you tell you that! Bitch, go to hell!"
　　 The pain on her face is severe, and a sweet and bloody smell spreads in her mouth. Jasmine Jones is pushed forward and staggers down on the ground, so that she could see what the attacker looked like.
　　 It is the little bastard who smashes Jack Smith Company that day, and the yellow hair who leads the company!
　　 "Why are you here?" Jasmine Jones is shocked. She steps back and asks in a cold voice, "Aren't you locked up?"
　　 She delays talking to him while looking for an opportunity to escape.
　　 "Yes, Miss. Jones has the ability not only to lock up my brothers, but also to let people to "take good care" of us. It's really painful! All my injuries were beaten in the bureau!"
　　 The yellow hair man opens his collar and shows a circle of burns from cigarette scars.
　　 The scars are all new and it is obvious that they have not been scalded for long.
　　 He points at the wound, looks fierce and looks at her fiercely. "But I tell you, I'm not a ordinal people either! My brother comes out of the bureau, and now we're here to treat with you. Brothers, come out!"
　　 When he waves, many people come out of the shadows.
　　 There are no street lights and no monitoring. It's a very remote corner. It's so dark that people feel insecure.
　　 A group of people surrounded Jasmine Jones in the middle.
　　 The yellow hair grins, pinching Jasmine Jones's jaw and sniffs in her ear. "Miss. Jasmine, you treats our brother well before. I remember that in my heart! It's our brother's turn to treat you well today. We must try our best! People in Chicago say that you are very good at bed skill. What about you consult with our tonight?"
　　"What a bold man! You'd better give me some restraint. I'm the woman of Romeo Johnson. If you touch me, don't you worry that he'll kill you? His ability, I don't think you'd like to try it!" Avoiding his touch, Jasmine Jones snaps.
　　"Oh, I'm so scared. Ha-ha-ha..." The yellow hair bursts out laughing. "A concubine is also ashamed to say that she is a woman with Romeo Johnson, in fact, you just a toy for Mr. Johnson."
　　"Perish with the roses, die is worthy. I have a long time doesn't find a woman, today I must sleep you!"
　　"Sleep woman who is belong to Romeo Johnson is more exciting when he thinks about it than when he drinks ice beer!"
　　Bad language is full of her ears. She is biting her lip in despair. She really doesn't know how to do.
　　Is she really going to be bullied?
　　A person to treat her, maybe she can also wait for an opportunity to escape, but a group of people... She really can't run...
　　......
　　In the hospital
　　Boney Smith groans restlessly. Every minute, she would take out his cell phone to look at the time, and from time to time, she would go to the window and look out, just like an ant on a hot pot.
　　"Boney, what's wrong with you? Is there something on your mind?" Jack Smith rubs his eyebrows helplessly, and his eyes are gentle.
　　This is the third time he has asked her.
　　Boney Smith has wanted to hide it, but a little time passed, and she doesn't see the shadow of Jasmine, she really can't bear.
　　"Brother, Jasmine hasn't come yet, and the phone can't get through. Does she have an accident?" Running to Jack Smith and shaking his hand, she stamps her feet in a hurry. "No, I can't wait. I'd better go out and look for her. My eyelids are always jumping and jumping. I'm really worried about what happens to her!"
　　"What did you say?" Jack Smith frowns, very surprised, "Jasmine said to come over?"
　　He thinks that...
　　
　　After last embarrassment, she won't want to see him again.
　　"Ah, that..." Boney covered her mouth and says nervously, "Bro... That, hmm... Jasmine has come to see you these days, just don't let me tell you, maybe... Maybe she don't want to see you."
　　"I see it." Jack says sadly.
　　But, he jumps out of bed and begins to put on clothes suddenly.
　　"Brother, where are you going?"
　　"Go and find her."
　　"You haven't got well yet, let me go!" Boney Smith quickly stops him. "Actually, I'm just in a hurry. I'm afraid that there's nothing wrong with Jasmine. I'm going to look for her now. If I find her, I'll tell you right away."
　　"No, I have to go." Jack Smith disagrees.
　　 His clean and handsome face is full of eagerness, and his clear and meaningful eyes have lost their former calmness. He opens the door of the ward and is ready to leave. He is determined.
　　"Brother, you wait for me!" Boney Smith can't stop her. She could only follow behind and died of anxiety.
　　Before they reach the elevator entrance, they come face to face with Sue carrying fruit baskets.
　　"Jack, Boney, where are you going?" Sue stares in surprise, throwing down the fruit basket, quickly holds Jack's other hand, and asks with concern, "Jack, are you still injured? Doctor didn't speak to let you rest in bed?"