Chapter 77

"So you were spying on me, Jasmine," Samantha walked into the kitchen.

"Why are you doing this, Sam?" Jasmine said.

Samantha could see the tears gleaming in Jasmine's eyes. "Doing what?"

"You blackmailed me," Jasmine said and wiped her tears.

"You called me creepy!" Samantha folded her arms.

"No, I didn't!" Jasmine said.

"Oh, really?" Samantha raised a brow. "So, what does it mean to be up to something?"

"At least I wasn't wrong, Sam," Jasmine said.

Samantha's thick arch-shaped brows furrowed. "So what's the story, huh?"

"Sam, you took a picture of Elodre," Jasmine whispered. "How could you do that? That's not fair."

With a fit of rage, Samantha slapped Jasmine in the face.

Gasping, Jasmine blinked out tears as her hand involuntarily flew to her burning cheek. "Sam?" She whimpered.

"What a nerve to speak to me like that, Lady Jasmine!" Samantha said. "You poor wretched abandoned bitch!! How dare you?!"

"Y…you slapped…me, S…Sam?" Tears flooded Jasmine's bleak face. She was shattered with grief. She didn't see that coming…and Samantha got her badly. The burning pain was soaring all over her and her left eye was hurting excruciatingly.

"What do you seriously think you are, huh?" Samantha smirked, lowering her gaze upon the big bandage on Jasmine's arm.

Like a robot, Samantha swiftly grabbed the arm hard and Jasmine yelped in pain. "You better shut the fuck up!!" She hit the bandage hard with her fist and Jasmine clamored, twisting in agony while blood began to soak the bandage.

"What are you doing, Sam?!!"

Both Jasmine and Samantha flinched upon hearing that voice.

"Jesus! Jasmine!!" Elodre ran to her and knelt by her side, gazing down at her with wide eyes. "W…what happened, Jasmine? Sam what did you do to her?!!"

"I accidentally hit her arm," Samantha said. "So, I was about to take a look at it when you came in."

But Jasmine was too weak to speak. The place was flooded with blood. She was pale already.

"Oh, my God! Oh my God!" Elodre held Jasmine's head in her arms. "Sam, go call the guys!! Go now!! Please, hurry!"

Samantha dashed out of the kitchen.

In a split second, two of the guards rushed into the kitchen while Samantha trailed behind them with her arms folded.

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At PRESH HEALTH HOSPITAL,

One of the nurses, Evelyn, had finished dressing the injury and wrapped up Jasmine's arm with a clean bandage. Jasmine was asleep and Elodre could tell she was badly hurt. For some reason, Elodre felt Samantha had hit her on purpose. She recalled the amusement gleaming in Samantha's hostile eyes while speaking in the kitchen.

Close to the hospital bed, Samantha was sitting beside Elodre, crossing her legs and engrossed in her phone. Not even 'sorry' escaped from her mouth. There wasn't a single atom of remorse in her. Elodre can not stop pondering what really happened.

Damn! Is there another existing crazy young lady aside from Samantha?! Elodre wondered. She came to the hospital in her pajamas?! She'd not even had her bath nor washed her teeth…as though she was dragged out of the house. "You didn't have to come to the hospital in pajamas, Sam!"

Gazing at Elorde with side eyes, she raised a brow. "But it was an emergency, Elodre!"

'Not like you even care about the situation!' Elodre thought. She didn't say that out loud because Samantha wouldn't mind going naked and screaming her lungs out in the hospital. That's the last thing Elodre wants.

"My boyfriend isn't here, either…," Samantha concluded and lowered her gaze to her phone.

Elodre rolled her eyes and shook her head slightly. She turned to Evelyn who was still examining Jasmine. "Would she be fine?" Elodre asked desperately and Samantha rolled her eyes.

"Sure, Mrs. Brooks," Evelyn smiled. "Glad you brought her quickly…she could have lost more blood. The stitches are still healing and shouldn't be interrupted"

Elodre gasped. "Oh my God!" She aired out.

"But no worries, ma'am, she'd be fine," Evelyn said.

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It was Mia who prepared dinner. After dinner, Samantha waited for Cayden to return. She was lying on one of the sofas when the door opened but she was fast asleep. Cayden was surprised to see her sleeping there.

Was she waiting for him? Oh my!! He glanced at his wristwatch, it was twelve-thirty. With his suit in one arm, he walked to her and caressed her face. "Sam? Samantha?" He pecked her. "My sweetheart?"

Her eyes fluttered open. "Cayden?" She sat up and yawned.

"Darling," Sitting beside her he wrapped her in his big arms. "Why didn't you go to bed?"

"I was waiting for you," Samantha's heart was thumping in her chest. She must tell him about the incident first before he finds out.

"Oh, sweetheart," He rubbed her back. "You don't always have to…especially when it has gone late like this, okay?"

She nodded slightly. "Urrm…Cayden…"

"Yes?" He was gazing down at her.

"I'm sorry I…" She railed off.

"What is it?" He asked, but she was silent. She looked worried. "Sam?" He raised a brow. "What's wrong? Talk to me."

"Pl…please, don't get mad at me…" She sobbed.

"Sam?" He said. "Does it have to do with my wife?"

"No, it doesn't," She said and wiped the tears with her fingers.

He sighed and stroked her back. "Samantha, look at me. What's wrong?" He cupped her small face in his palm. "Tell me."

"I…I accidentally hit Jasmine's injured arm…and she had to visit the hospital because she was bleeding profusely."

He studied her for a while and looked away. He blew out heavily and gazed at her. "Where's Jasmine?"

"She's in her room," Samantha said and lowered her gaze.

"When did that happen?" He asked.

"In the morning…after breakfast," She said.

"Damn, Sam, how come you hit her when you know…" He bit back his words and exhaled.

"I…I didn't realize she was behind me…"

"Is that what really happened, Sam?" Elodre's soft voice broke in and they both glanced at her in astonishment.

Damn! His wife!! She's so adorable!! Cayden thought. It's been a while since he saw her downstairs like this. "Elorde…" He said softly.

"Evening, Cayden," She approached him and he nodded in response.

"Jasmine said you grabbed her arm and hit her with your fist," Elodre said. "I'm just coming from her room."

Cayden's brows furrowed and he shot a scowl at her. "Did you do that, Sam?!!" He demanded sternly.