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?

squinted slightly and looked at Jasmine for a few seconds. Then, he said bluntly, “I don’t have any plans for

face

engagement went so

last step for me to become Mrs. Thompson, yet

her mind. “Shane, I have waited five years; how much longer

Tugging at his tie,

lips while

mean? He wants me to call off the engagement

never do

the villa

his room and the disgusting perfume odor filled his nostrils once

darkened. “Mrs. Wilson, did you let her

I did not. Ms. Smith said she wanted to look around so I let her. I had no idea that she entered

about to explode. Closing the door of his bedroom with a sour look, he headed downstairs and straight

Mrs. Wilson followed

“Get someone to clean the villa thoroughly

the orders, he opened the door, walked out,

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