Trap me in your love

Chapter 234 If I Couldn't Have You, I Wouldn't Let Mark Have You

"I... I didn't..."

"Don't pretend to be weak in front of me. A professional killer doesn't need to be weak at all!"

"……"

As soon as she said this, the two people in front of her were stunned.

Lawrence had never told her about Aria's identity, but casually said that she was a specially trained female bodyguard that worked for him. In the past three years, Jasmine had never asked, so they thought she didn't know at all.

"Jasmine, you..."

"What else do you want to say?" Jasmine glanced at Lawrence with her sharp eyes. She didn't want to treat Aria in this way. She never wanted to get a man's love from others. In her opinion, she didn't need any means to get her man. If the person didn't belong to her, she couldn't have him.

With a disgusted glance at Aria, who was still pretending to be weak, she said coldly, "Cancel the wedding. I don't need a husband who doesn't trust me."

Without looking back, Jasmine left. "Jasmine." Lawrence lifted the quilt and got out of bed. But he didn't expect to fall off the bed directly because of his injured leg.

Aria's heart ached. She immediately held him up and apologized, "Sir, I'm sorry. It's all my fault. I have already felt that Miss Jasmine had misunderstood me. I really shouldn't have done that again."

"It's not your fault. She's too willful."

Aria frowned slightly and looked at him sadly, but she was happy in her heart.

Sitting on the bed, Lawrence turned around and saw the blood on her arm. He said nervously, "Aria, your wound is bleeding. I'll ask the nurse to bind it up again." Then he pressed the emergency bell and said guiltily, "It's all Jasmine's fault. I apologize to you on her behalf. Don't take it to heart."

Aria stared at him blankly. Her complacent heart sank to the bottom in an instant.

How could he apologize for her?

Aria never thought that this man, who looked like a God and could not be desecrated, would say sorry for a woman.

Her heart was torn apart.

There was a knock on the door. When the nurse came in, Aria stood up and said, "Miss, he just pulled the wound. Please check if there is anything wrong. Sir, I'm going back. Have a good rest."

"Your hand..."

Aria looked at her sleeve stained by blood and smiled bitterly. "It doesn't matter. I'll go to the nurse to bind it up myself."

After an unprecedented quarrel, Jasmine was completely disappointed for their relationship.

She had thought that the problem between her and Lawrence was that he was too domineering. He always wanted to take charge of everything of her, not even leaving her any private space. However, she did not expect that the biggest problem between them was their trust.

After leaving the hospital, Jasmine directly moved out of the apartment arranged by Lawrence and found a small house to live in.

In the past, no matter what happened, Lawrence would arrange everything for her and didn't need her to worry about anything. But from now on, she had to live on herself.

At least, she had to support herself.

Unexpectedly, she finally found a job in a bakery, but she lost her job three days later.

"Miss Jasmine." When the servants saw Jasmine come back, they all bowed respectfully to greet her.

"Where is Lawrence?"

"He is resting in his room." Before the butler could finish his words, Jasmine went upstairs to his room.

She opened the door with a bang and saw that Lawrence was sitting on the bed and reading documents. His injured leg was still wrapped in thick gauze. Jasmine suppressed her anger and questioned in a low voice, "Lawrence, the owner of the bakery has no enmity with you. Why do you have to play tricks on others?"

"Why?" Lawrence put away the document and looked up at her, "Because he is blind."

"You..." Jasmine was too angry to say anything.

Lawrence snorted. He got out of bed and picked up the crutch at the head of the bed. He limped to her and said, "Jasmine, the reason why you came back to question me is that you have already known all this, right? I let you do whatever you want to do. You said you want to move out, I immediately arranged an apartment for you. But you are still not satisfied. You ran away without saying anything and even worked in that kind of bakery. Do you think I will stand by and watch you mess around?"

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"If I didn't vent my anger on them, will you come back obediently?"

"Lawrence, what else can you do except threatening me with these?" Feeling heartbroken, Jasmine yelled, "You only know what you want to do and what you want, but you never ask me what I want to do. Yes, you love me very much, but you don't know that your love makes me feel very uncomfortable and depressed. I'm not a person around you. I'm like a pet you keep by your side. I have to do what you want me to do. I have to eat if you want me to eat and I have to sleep if you want me to sleep. You had never thought about whether I want it or not! I've had enough. I'm not your puppet. I don't want to be your pet."

He was sure that she would feel guilty if someone was in trouble because of her, so he forced her back.

She didn't want to compromise, and she couldn't compromise anymore.

"If you don't want to be my pet, do you just want to be the pet of Mark?" Lawrence pinched Jasmine's delicate chin and looked at her he beloved with his sharp eyes. He gritted his teeth and said, "I've told you that I can give you anything you want, but I won't allow you to leave me. Do you hear me? Is it because I spoiled you too much, or because you don't take me seriously, you dare to leave me again and again... Jasmine, let me tell you. Even if I can't have you, I won't let Mark have you."

He shook off her fiercely. Jasmine staggered back half a step and finally stabled herself.

Lawrence said, "Don't think that I will let him go if you intercede with me. It's just a little punishment for him to bankrupt his shop. This is just a lesson for you. Don't try to leave me in the future. You'd better reflect on yourself here."

With a loud bang, the door was closed. Jasmine slowly crouched down and hugged her trembling body in despair.

Was he really the Lawrence she knew?

Why did he look so terrible, so strange, as if he had changed into another person?

Was the man who used to be as warm as sunshine all pretending?

All of a sudden, Mark's name popped up in her mind. Jasmine didn't understand why he was so afraid of Mark and why he was so afraid that she would have any contact with him. What had happened before she lost her memory?