Chapter Twenty two
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Jasmin stood in her room pacing around. She had been worrying all day and up till this moment, she couldn't stop thinking about him. Why would Enrique look so gloomy? She couldn't help fretting and wondering where that April was. There was a sick feeling in her chest that she was with Enrique. At his mansion. No. That can never happen. He should be here with me, not her. Why can't that bitch just die.
Her phone rang, jolting her back to reality. It was Enrique. Why is he calling me, and did he have my personal phone number on his phone all this time,even if he did, this was out of character. He never called after closing hour. She took a deep breath, answering the call.
"Jasmin" His voice jarred her to reality, her heart dropping into the pit of her stomach, making her almost nauseated.
"Sir Enrique, am surprised to receive your call" she muttered, out of breath.