Who Cares About Him When I'm Married to the Richest Man?-Chapter 94: Jasmine’s Sudden Turn of Events

Joanne couldn’t hold it back anymore and sobbed, "It’s true, that’s exactly what she told me. I’m not lying. Sister, believe me. I don’t know why she ran away or where she went..."

Elara turned to glance at Zara and Mrs. Langley, and all three were a bit stunned, falling silent for a moment.

Just then, some curious children began to shout, "Jasmine is back! Jasmine is back!"

Elara let go of Joanne and looked behind her.

Jasmine walked in from outside the foster home. Originally, she was skipping along, looking to be in a good mood. But upon seeing Elara, Zara, and Mrs. Langley standing together, with Joanne nearby, she suddenly showed a hint of fear and stopped still.

Mrs. Langley went over and looked at her for a while before asking, "Jasmine, where have you been? We were all so worried about you. You... you suddenly refused adoption on the consent form, what does that mean?"

Upon hearing Mrs. Langley’s words, Jasmine flinched, her gaze evasive, "I... I didn’t. It wasn’t me. I didn’t want to."

Elara scrutinized her. Jasmine used to always wear washed-out old clothes, but it wasn’t just her. All the kids at the foster home were like this; the clothes usually came from social donations, worn for a long time, so washed out and frayed that they were reluctant to throw them away.

But now, she was wearing a beige doll-collared cardigan paired with a pale yellow sundress, and her shoes were no longer ill-fitting hand-me-downs but a brand new pair of sneakers.

Her hair was neatly tied into two little braids, shiny and cute, creating a stark contrast with the simple ponytails of the other kids in the foster home.

Besides the unease on her young face which carried a trace of the old Jasmine, everything else Elara couldn’t recognize.

She exchanged a worried glance with Zara, knowing they understood each other’s concerns.

Jasmine had undergone some inexplicable changes.

Mrs. Langley picked up on a sense of unease from Jasmine’s words and pressed on, "What do you mean you didn’t want to? Did someone force you to sign the refusal of adoption? What is going on here?"

Jasmine hesitated, not speaking.

Mrs. Langley sighed and squatted down, looking at her seriously, saying, "Jasmine, you’re still young. You don’t know what refusing adoption means. It concerns your future. The difference between a child growing up in a foster home and one growing up in a city can be huge. You tell me, what’s going on?

Aunt Hale sincerely wants to adopt you. She’s waited for you for so long. If you have any difficulties, tell us. While the paperwork hasn’t been submitted yet, you can apologize to Aunt Hale and everything can still be fine."

Jasmine bit her lip, her gaze evasive as she glanced at Elara and then suddenly dropped her eyes. She seemed frightened, her voice quivering, "I... I don’t know what’s really going on. Someone came to me, told me to refuse Aunt Hale’s adoption, otherwise... otherwise they would harm Aunt Hale. I didn’t want that... I’m scared Aunt Hale will get hurt..."

She cried, her small shoulders trembling slightly, as if bearing some great grievance.

Mrs. Langley felt a pang of heartache upon hearing this, exclaiming in frustration, "Who is playing dirty tricks? Isn’t this heartless?"

Mrs. Langley was frantic with worry, but Zara and Elara still felt something was off. Zara asked Jasmine, "How did you get those new clothes?"

Jasmine hesitated for a moment, then cried even harder, "That person bought them for me. I originally didn’t want them, but the person said if I didn’t take them, they wouldn’t let me off, so I had to..."

Elara looked at her, "Was this person male or female?"

Jasmine paused and said, "Male."

Elara asked again, "Then how come you told Joanne you were going to a big city to become a rich young lady?"

Jasmine looked at Joanne angrily for a moment, how dare she tell even this? It was stupid!

But just for a moment, she started crying messily and said in grievance, "Aunt Hale, why do you keep asking me these things? Don’t you trust me at all? Are you... are you actually not planning to adopt me?"

Elara opened her mouth, finding it difficult to answer this question.

It wasn’t about whether to trust Jasmine or not. She just felt there were many doubts, and being unclear is not responsible for everyone.

But since Jasmine said so and cried so aggrieved, thinking of her young age and going through such an ordeal, Elara’s heart softened. She sighed, "Fine, don’t cry, I won’t ask anymore."

Jasmine cried aloud in Mrs. Langley’s arms, while Mrs. Langley patted her back gently, comforting, "There, there, I still have a consent form here, just write it again, you don’t need to worry about adult matters, trust your Aunt Hale."

Jasmine nodded while crying.

Then came signing those forms anew. After signing, Mrs. Langley said to Elara, "I will send these forms now, if it goes smoothly, tomorrow you can come and take Jasmine home."

Elara breathed a sigh of relief and nodded, "Alright, thank you for everything."

She turned to Jasmine again, gently stroking her head, comforting, "Don’t worry, I will definitely come and get you. Your room is all set. Ignore that person’s threats; nobody can easily harm me, they’re just scaring you."

Jasmine obediently nodded, and Elara left with Zara.

Watching their car gradually fade away, Jasmine’s eyes flashed with a trace of defiance towards fate. She bit her lip, lowered her eyes, hiding all her emotions.

I’m sorry, Aunt Hale, I lied.

Aunt Hale, who told you to get divorced. With the divorce, you have nothing, what resources could you provide me?

She had long had enough of the hardships of life. She was so pretty and so smart, she should have the most dazzling life. She yearned to stand at the top, enjoying the most beautiful praise.

But Aunt Hale left the high society and couldn’t provide these to her.

So when that sister found her and said she could make her a rich young lady, her heart was moved immediately.

She had agreed with that sister last time when she was sick and went to the town for an IV drip. That sister said she would definitely adopt her and told her to refuse Aunt Hale’s adoption. Without thinking, she nodded.

She couldn’t help but show off in front of Joanne, she’d long been accustomed to belittling Joanne, but to her surprise, Joanne dared tell Mrs. Langley and Aunt Hale.

Even more unexpected, Aunt Hale and Mrs. Langley would question her.

She didn’t dare take responsibility or face their accusations, so she denied it.

Will they know the truth tomorrow? But it doesn’t matter, tomorrow she’ll be picked up too.

From now on, she’ll be a noble, elegant young lady, never worrying about food or clothing, living the best life possible.

Jasmine clenched her fist, a firm expression showed on her face. Her choice wasn’t wrong, who wouldn’t hope to choose a better life? 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

Aunt Hale, if blame is to be found, it’s on your inability, being kicked out by the Jacobs Family, how could you deserve to adopt such a noble soul like me?

Meanwhile, Elara and Zara were puzzling over things on their way back.

Zara drove while sneaking glances at Elara, suspiciously asking, "Elara, don’t you feel like Jasmine is different now? When she was speaking to Mrs. Langley earlier, she held her head high, like a proud little princess."

Elara shook her head, "I was looking at her clothes at the time, didn’t notice her expression."

Zara frowned, "There’s something off about the clothes too. The label was Chanel’s latest luxury piece, I just went shopping with my cousin’s sister a few days ago. It costs tens of thousands yuan, clearly not affordable for ordinary people."

Elara nodded, she noticed the prominent logo too.

Zara Dalton was silent for a moment before she asked, "Should we wait a bit longer? We don’t know what secret Jasmine is hiding from us, and I’m afraid something might go wrong."

Elara Hale hesitated for a moment, then shook her head, "This is the first time in three years that a child from the welfare home has been adopted. Mrs. Langley is hoping this will open a door for more children to be adopted by society. She’s been working hard on this for a long time. If I retract the adoption now, I wouldn’t be able to face Mrs. Langley."

Also, what if they misunderstood Jasmine, and what if her strange behavior was genuinely out of fear for her own safety? If she retracted the adoption, it would also hurt Jasmine.

Zara Dalton understood this was a tough decision. She paused and said, "Anyway, you’ll be able to pick her up tomorrow. It’s just a day; nothing should go wrong. We can slowly figure things out once the child is home."

Elara Hale nodded; she had been thinking the same thing.

Zara Dalton took her home before leaving. As soon as Elara walked in, Zion Fitzwilliam got up from the sofa and asked, "Did everything go smoothly?"

Elara Hale smiled, not mentioning Jasmine’s situation, and said, "Smoothly. The Dean said we could bring the child home tomorrow."

There was a smile in Zion Fitzwilliam’s eyes as he nodded, "That way, you can be at ease."

Elara Hale poured herself a glass of water, took a few sips, and said, "Yes, I can be at ease."

Even though she couldn’t have children, it didn’t matter. She would have her own child, and she would do her best to give Jasmine everything possible and raise her well.

When Jasmine got married, she would ensure Jasmine had a house and a car, ensuring she would never go through the hardship of having nothing when she married into a wealthy family and then left with nothing.

She checked the room’s setup one last time, making sure everything was in order, then prepared to make dinner.

Zion Fitzwilliam watched her come out and cheerfully got up to ask, "What do you want for dinner? Grandma sent some seafood today, said to give you a little treat. Want to try?"

Elara Hale’s heart softened, full of gratitude, "Grandma is too good to me."

As she spoke, she rolled up her sleeves to head to the kitchen to prepare the ingredients, when her phone suddenly rang. She glanced at it, it was Yvette Sommers calling.

Yvette only called about matters concerning her father, so Elara picked up quickly, "Hello, Auntie Yvette, what’s up?"

Yvette Sommers’s voice was cheerful, "Elara, come home for dinner tonight!"

Elara Hale was taken aback. This was unusual; Yvette usually couldn’t stand her, wishing she’d stay far away and not get involved, so why was she calling her home for dinner?

She asked, "Does something good happen?"

Yvette Sommers replied with glee, "I knew you were smart—something joyous, a big joy! This time in the mock exams, Aidan passed all his subjects. You know, he used to only score a few points; this is such a big improvement!"

Elara Hale was momentarily stunned, "That’s a significant improvement."

After pausing, she continued, "But I have plans tonight, so I can’t come back. I’ll send Aidan a red envelope later. You all celebrate."

Her relationship with Yvette had always been tense, so even if it was good news, she felt it was best to stay out of it.

But Yvette disagreed, "Come on, you should just come back when you’re asked. I’ve already told your dad; I’m cooking myself tonight. I’ve already bought everything. Don’t pull this with me. Family doesn’t need such formalities!"

Elara Hale frowned. Yvette’s tone was unusually familiar. She and Yvette weren’t on such casual speaking terms.

Could it be that Aidan’s good results had changed Yvette?

But it’s just her home, not a dragon’s den; she couldn’t possibly be afraid to go. Yvette had already put it like this; refusing again would make her seem uncouth.

She said, "Alright, I’ll be over in a bit."

After hanging up, she told Zion Fitzwilliam, "Sorry, I need to go home tonight, so I can’t have seafood with you."

Zion Fitzwilliam smiled tolerantly, "No problem. We can’t finish all this seafood anyway. Take a couple of boxes home for your dad to try."

He knew her relationship with Yvette wasn’t good, so he only mentioned David Hales.

Elara couldn’t refuse, so she accepted.

Zion Fitzwilliam grabbed his car keys and said, "Let’s go."

Elara Hale was caught off guard, "Huh?"

Zion Fitzwilliam casually said, "I’ll drive you home."

Elara was too embarrassed, hurriedly said, "No need, no need, I’ll..."

Before she could finish, Zion Fitzwilliam chuckled and said, "You’re going to take the bus back? In this heat, the ice would melt before you get there. Come on, what’s with the formalities? It’s a new car, I’m itching to drive it!"

Elara couldn’t refuse any longer and thanked him.

Zion Fitzwilliam drove and dropped her off downstairs. Elara got out of the car, turned to say goodbye, "Thank you for driving me. I’ll head up now."

Zion Fitzwilliam nodded with a smile. After Elara went upstairs, he rolled up the car window.

Elara felt something was off as soon as she entered.

Several high-end gift boxes were placed in the entryway, and there was a pair of men’s shoes on the floor.

There were only two men in the house, her father and Aidan. Her father disliked wearing leather shoes, and besides, he couldn’t walk, so he wouldn’t change shoes.

Aidan was even less likely; he only chased after the latest sneakers.

Elara could hear Yvette Sommners’s enthusiastic voice from the living room, "Have some tea, this tea was brought back by Elara, it’s very good, give it a try."

Then a man’s voice, "Thank you, Auntie."

The voice was pleasant, like a morning bell, clear and melodious.

Did Yvette finally find someone new? Was her reason for inviting Elara to settle this matter?

But knowing Yvette, if she did find someone new, how could she be so polite and let the man come to give an account to her father?

Elara, full of curiosity, walked in.

In the living room, David Hales was sitting on one side of the sofa, and on the other side was a middle-aged man in a suit, looking composed. Although his features weren’t exactly handsome, they exuded a great charm.

Elara was stunned; he looked nothing like he was a match for Yvette!

Yvette was diligently pouring water for the man. As Elara approached, everyone in the living room turned to look at her.

Yvette put down the kettle and was about to pull Elara over, but David suddenly said with a stern face, "Elara, push me to the bedroom, I need to get something."