Still avoiding her, Shane called out coldly, “Mrs. Wilson!”

The maid, Martha Wilson, quickly rushed out from the kitchen. “Mr. Shane, you’re back.”

“Who let her in?” he demanded as he pointed at Jasmine, “Haven’t I told you before not to let anyone in if I’m not at home?”

Mrs. Wilson looked at Jasmine. “Sir, I thought that since Ms. Smith is your fiancée, you two would be married eventually, so…”

“I will cut your bonus for this month!” He did not want to hear her explanation and punished her directly.

Mrs. Wilson smiled nervously. “Yes, Sir.”

“Shane, what do you mean by this?” Jasmine was displeased.

It is evident that he doesn’t want me here; that’s why he’s punishing Mrs. Wilson for letting me in.

Shane did not intend to reply. Instead, he rubbed his brows in fatigue and ordered her to leave. “You may go now!”

“No, I will not.” Jasmine stepped right in front of Shane. “I came not only to see you but also because of my dad. We’ve been engaged for so many years and my dad wanted me to ask you when you plan to get married.”

Hmm?

at Jasmine for a few seconds. Then, he said bluntly, “I

face turned

went so smoothly but

one last step for me to become Mrs. Thompson, yet he just won’t go

crossed her mind. “Shane, I have waited five

Tugging at his tie, he walked past

bit her lips while watching his back

me to

I’ll never do

the villa

and the disgusting perfume odor

did you let

looked up. “No, Sir, I did not. Ms. Smith said she wanted to look around so I let her. I had no idea that she

explode. Closing the door of his bedroom with a sour look, he headed

where are you going?” Mrs.

his shoes, Shane ordered coldly, “Get someone to clean the villa thoroughly tomorrow. I’ll come back

giving the orders, he opened the door, walked

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