Chapter 51

"I saw some pieces of clothes wrapped around her arm," Elodre said. "So I asked her what happened…but at first she never wanted to mention it."

"Damn!" Cayden said. His wide eyes were glinting with alarm. "My mother stabbed her?!!" It was unbelievable! Why didn't she tell him?! "Bianca left last night."

Elodre gasped with surprise. "Thought she was still here."

"I asked her to leave this morning," Cayden's brows furrowed. "But I was shocked to discover she'd left last night. I see why she left." He just couldn't help the shock. How could she?!

"I'm sure it happened last night before Bianca left." Elodre said.

"Damn!" Cayden sighed. "Jasmine was in the living room when I returned…but never said anything."

"She's nervous, I guess," Elodre said.

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Jasmine was about to leave the kitchen when she noticed Cayden jogging down the stairs in a white T-shirt, shorts, and Crocs. Her heart leaped to her chest, driving chills down her spine. With a bow, she quivered, "Good evening M…Mr. Brooks…"

But Cayden couldn't just take his eyes off the pieces of clothing wrapped around her right upper arm. He came straight to her and gently held her arm with his big palm and she flinched. "But you saw when I returned tonight, Jasmine, why didn't you tell me about this?"

"I…I'm so sorry, M…Mr. Brooks." She sobbed.

Gazing at her, he sighed. As he was gently unwrapping the damp clothes she winced, letting out a cry and he paused to look at her pale face. He could see the pain written all over her. Blood was dripping from the clothes. "Oh damn!" He gasped.

Oh my God!!

His lip dropped when he saw the deep wound. "Jasmine, we must go to the hospital!" He said breathlessly as profuse blood was dropping from the injury. "Oh my God!!"

Quickly, he slipped out his face towel from his shorts pocket and covered the wound but it didn't help. It was bleeding badly and her white skin had flushed red. She was in excruciating pain. She yelped.

"Comm'n," Gently pressing the already-soaked towel on her shaky arm, he was leading her to the door. "Comm'n Jasmine."

She nodded slightly, breathing heavily as she walked toward the door all in pain. He was holding her. It was a burning pain that was igniting sparks all over her body. "Agh!!" She groaned, all sweaty.

"Oh, sorry," Cayden said, gazing down at her with concern glowing in his bewildered eyes. "I'm so sorry."

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He drove alone this time with Jasmine in the front seat.

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PRESH HEALTH HOSPITAL.

As soon as he brought Jasmine out of the car and stepped into the cold building spilled with people, one of the nurses hurried to him.

"Mr. Brooks!!!" She gasped. "Oh, Jasmine! What happened?!!" She gently grabbed Jasmine's injured arm from him and examined it. "Don't worry, you'll be fine!"

Blood was dropping at every move they made while Jasmine was groaning in pain, all shaky.

Eyes wide, Cayden was watching her going with the nurse. He was so restless and refused to take a seat.

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About an hour later, the nurse came to him. He was still standing, leaning against a designed pillar close to the chairs on which the sick and other people were waiting. All eyes were on him but he didn't care.

"Mr. Brooks," The nurse said, standing in front of him.

"I told ya," Someone said among the people waiting. "I know he's Mr. Brooks. That popular trillionaire."

"He's so fuckin rich!!" They continued talking in the background.

"How is she doing?" Cayden asked curiously. "W…would she get better asap?"

"Yes, Mr. Brooks," The nurse smiled up at him. "Though it was a terrible and deep wound, she just has to rest until the stitches heal."

"It's all good," He sighed, placing his hands on his waist. Oh damn! Jasmine. "I just want her to be alright."

"Of course," She said. "She needs some time to rest right now…at least for a couple of minutes. And you may come see her if you wish, Mr. Brooks."

"Yeah," He nodded slightly. "Sure."

The black-haired average-height nurse led the way and he walked behind her amid others.

"He's so charming!" A lady said.

"Yeah!" Someone else agreed. "He's an influencer. I follow him on Instagram.."

And this attracted more attention.

"Likewise!!" They kept talking.

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Cayden sat on a seat by the hospital bed. He couldn't help but feel pity for her. His glittery blue gaze was fixed on the big bandage wrapped around her right upper arm.

She couldn't even look at him for two seconds straight. She was overwhelmed by his presence. "Th…thank you, Mr. Brooks." She said shakily. "And…and I'm sorry about the stress of bringing…"

"Shh," He cut her off. "Jasmine I should be sorry." He gently held her right hand. "I'm surprised my mom did this to you. Never thought she could be so heartless." He studied her. "How did it happen?"

Jasmine narrated the incident to him and he gasped. "What?!! Oh, my God! Why didn't you tell me last night when it happened? And you saw me when I returned tonight, yet you couldn't mention it to me?"

"I…I'm sorry, Mr. Brooks…I…I didn't mean to…" She quivered.

He understands. He knows it must have been rocket science for her to tell him. He understands she must have been nervous or frightened. He blew out and said, "It's alright, Jasmine. You'll be fine, okay?"

"Th…thank you, Mr. Brooks," She said. "You're so kind."

A smile pulled his lips. "You've been a loyal and honest lady Jasmine. You've been my cook for years now."

She smiled. Aww! That's so sweet. He's such a sweetheart! She thought. "Thank you, Mr. Brooks."

"You're welcome, Lady J," He smiled back. He was relieved to see her smile. Hopefully, she'd be fine. "You gotta take a break so that this injury can heal perfectly."

"Oh, Mr. Brooks," She said. "I'm fine. I'm doing great! " She assured him with a smile. But she still looked pained.

"You need to rest for some time, "Cayden said.

"I still wanna prepare my Mistress's food," She said politely.

He shrugged and raised both hands as a surrender.

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He gently assisted Jasmine into the car and shut the door. But as he wanted to turn around to get into the car, a soft hand grasped his wrist and he turned back.

What?!

With wide eyes, his lip dropped in astonishment. "Heather?! What are you doing here?!"

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