Sweetheart, Do You Still Love Me

Chapter 393 Hit Her Back

Both parties were standing firm on their opinions when another voice sounded from behind them. “Guys, there’s something that I’d like to say.” Elspeth, who had witnessed the entire situation, was the one speaking. She had managed to find some ice cubes, and she handed them to Yelena for her to press against her cheek. “Miss McGrath has a lot of requirements, but it seems to me like she’s not that great at her job as well. Let me provide her with some guidance.”

“How are you going to do that—” Jasmine was puzzled at first. Before she could finish her sentence, Elspeth gave her a tight slap across her face. “Did you see that? That’s how you should slap someone else.” Elspeth had used all of her strength to hit the woman. Jasmine’s slap had made the corner of Yelena’s mouth bleed earlier, but Elspeth’s slap made Jasmine collapse onto the ground.

Pain shot through Jasmine’s entire body. She parted her lips to speak, but she then realized that there was too much blood in her mouth for her to even enunciate her words properly. “That… That was too…” Jasmine mumbled.

“What was it? Was I too soft?” Elspeth scoffed. “You’re just as weak as I expected, Miss McGrath. I can’t believe you fell to the ground when I just gave you a light slap. Some might even say that you were faking it.” The rest of the crowd was stunned—they hadn’t expected someone as petite and slim as Elspeth to have so much strength.

Elspeth’s revenge gave Yelena a burst of excitement. Yelena had already disliked Jasmine from the start, but she had never found an opportunity to attack Jasmine until that day. Even though her cheek still hurt, the sight of Jasmine’s current state made up for it. Jasmine had never been treated in such a harsh manner, so she began to wail and cry. She caught a glimpse of Callum through the corner of her eye, and she shakily got to her feet before hobbling over to him. “Help me, Callum…”

Callum’s gaze darkened as he glanced around before fixing his eyes on Elspeth. “Why are you staring at me, Mr. Winthrop? I was simply teaching your fiancée how to act.” Elspeth placed extra emphasis on the word ‘fiancée’ as she looked directly into Callum’s eyes.

“You should apologize to her.” Callum’s gaze was cold, and his voice deep and firm. Jasmine had found a cup to spit out the blood in her mouth. Furthermore, with Callum on her side, she seemed to stand a little taller and speak a little louder this time. “I might consider forgiving you if you’re willing to apologize, Miss Lynwood.” Jasmine was tempted to just hit Elspeth, but she had to put on a kinder persona since Callum was there. She wanted to maintain his impression of her.

I apologize?” Elspeth was stubborn with her

sour then. “You used so much force to

“Shouldn’t you apologize to my friend as well,

were acting earlier, but you only hit me to get revenge. That’s the difference.” Rage was written all over Jasmine’s face at this

she turned to look at Callum with a helpless gaze in her eyes. Callum

unfair Callum was being. If this is the person that he truly is… then I had a completely wrong

Elspeth looked up before protesting against his words. “I’m not going to apologize to her today, or ever, Callum. If you insist on interfering with

an icy scoff. “Do we have any

If he’s being so stubborn about protecting Jasmine, it just shows

happened.” Deep down, Jasmine was pleased to watch the two people arguing with one another, but she acted as if she was a mediator instead. “My face hurts. Why don’t you come to the hospital with me?” Jasmine’s words indirectly implied that Elspeth’s

always said, ‘an eye for an eye.'” Jasmine looked rather embarrassed for a second—her initial intention to shame Elspeth had failed, and she didn’t know what to do.

eyes. “Winthrop Group will withdraw our investments,” he told the director. Then, he held Jasmine’s hand before leading her out. Elspeth was silent

of their cast members. “What should we do now? Oh, dear.” The director hadn’t expected such a thing to happen, and he was so troubled that he felt like pulling all of his hair out of his scalp. “Why were