Let's Get Married

Jasmine does not rest. After leaving the hospital, she goes to the restaurant nearby to buy porridge and dumplings with vegetable filling. She is afraid that he may think meat greasy and will be particular about it.

Walking towards the station, she passes a pharmacy and pauses. She thinks for a few seconds and buys anti-cold medicine and anti-alcoholic drugs. She can tell that Pehry is sick from the phone call. Although Karl may stay with him, it is better to buy some in case.

She doesn't have much money and even has spent a lot on Cyrus’ illness, but Pehry treats her well and she won't be stingy to him.

She goes to the villa by bus. Standing on the foot of the mountain, Jasmine sighs as she watches the villa on the hillside.

The shortcoming of the rich zone is probably that it isn't open to traffic. She has no choice but walk up.

Twenty minutes later, she arrives at the villa, panting heavily. Previously, when she was taking care of Pehry, he had told her the password for her convenience. Now that no one responds to the doorbell, she directly enters the password and walks in.

Walking from the European-style gate to the main door of the villa, she pushes the door open and enters. It is dark, only the induction light of the foyer on. There is no one in the living room.

Where is he?

Jasmine frowns and changes her shoes. She turns on the headlights of the living room and treads towards the master bedroom on the second floor lightly.

Similarly, the door of the bedroom is also closed. Uneasy, she quickly walks over and knocks twice, "Pehry, are you here?"

There is a hush.

No one answers her.

abnormal that she feels quite

and just pulls the door open. The light in the corridor roughly lights up the room, making her see the man sitting

leans against the bed. One of his long legs stretches while the other curls with his arm resting on it.

Jasmine remembers that he thinks beer tasteless, but he

clothes are loose. If Jasmine doesn't know him well, she will not dare to

in this room was ... too

upset this fragile and sensitive man. She squats in front of him with her eyes looking bright in the

have happened to him, and it must

looks at the pretty woman and hears the familiar voice. Her soft and gentle voice becomes

so hoarse that it makes people feel sorry. He smoked a lot,

which used to be vibrant now dim. The pride aura of him seems to have been stripped away, leaving the wounds

licking his own wounds

such pain. It's different from the feeling of seeing Cyrus lying on the sickbed weakly. Instead, it

with her slender fingers, "I brought you porridge and dumplings. Do you want

they may get cold,

the plastic bags in her hand. On the transparent white lid of the lunchbox, there is still water vapor—food inside

two boxes of medicine in it. There's no need to guess

doesn't want to hear any

to look back on, and every scene that emerges in her mind

looks at him with sincere concern and worry. Her