Marriage And Love Again

Probably because she remembered the events of that night ten years ago, Jasmine went to sleep at night dreaming about that night, and even re-dreamed about the party.

Only inside the dream, the person who confessed his love to her at the party was not her male classmate, but Lincoln, and her classmates were up in arms as usual. Jasmine didn’t refuse and agreed to be with Lincoln with a red face.

She had just nodded her head in agreement with Lincoln’s confession when the people around her suddenly started up again: “Give me a kiss! Give me a kiss!”

Jasmine looked at Lincoln, who came down with his head down, and her whole body froze.

It was only when the alarm clock went off that Jasmine realized she had just been dreaming.

Thinking about the dream she had just had, she couldn’t help but raise her hand to cover her face.

It’s so shameful!

How could she dream of Lincoln kissing herself!

Touching her burning cheeks, Jasmine took almost half a minute before she got up and went to wash up.

Antonio always wakes up early, and when Jasmine came downstairs, she already saw Antonio sitting at the table eating breakfast.

“Good morning, brother.”

Jasmine was obviously in a good mood today, but Antonio was not in a good mood, he looked at Jasmine and nodded lightly, “Hmm.”

Just after breakfast, Jasmine’s cell phone rang.

Antonio took a look and when he saw the caller ID, his face sank straight down.

Jasmine was stunned for a moment. It wasn’t even office hours yet, so why was Lincoln calling her?

She glanced at Antonio and saw that her own brother looked bad, Jasmine hurriedly picked up the phone and went back to the room, “Hello, Mr. Bradley?”

“Mr. Bradley?”

Jasmine was embarrassed: “… then otherwise, what do I call you?”

Lincoln thought for a moment, “Name.”

Jasmine thought about it, “Not very well.”

“Where is it bad?”

Jasmine thought about it for a while and really couldn’t think of anything wrong with it.

She glanced at herself inside the mirror and changed the subject, “I just finished breakfast and I’m not at the office yet, what’s up, Lee-S?”

Still not used to it.

“I’m downstairs from your house.”

Hearing this, Jasmine was stunned, “Why are you suddenly under my house?”

The person on the other end of the phone seemed to be silent for a moment: “Didn’t I say last night that I would come and pick you up this morning to go to work?”

“Ah-oh, yes oh, I, I’ll be right down!”

Jasmine finished and hung up the phone in a hurry.

She is definitely not going to admit that she didn’t listen to what he was saying last night.

Jasmine didn’t dare to keep Lincoln waiting, so after hanging up the phone, she hurriedly grabbed her bag and put on her shoes and ran downstairs.

Antonio was reading the newspaper and was waiting for her to come down to take her to the office, but he didn’t want Jasmine to run down from upstairs without even looking at him.

Antonio was stunned for a moment and reacted by hurriedly throwing the newspaper in his hand aside, “Jasmine!”

At the sound of Antonio’s voice, Jasmine paused, “What is it, brother?”

The thought of Lincoln downstairs made Jasmine a little vain.

Antonio looked at her, “What are you doing running so fast, I’m still here?”

Jasmine didn’t dare look at Antonio and grunted, “My friend came to pick me up from work today.”

“Friends?”

Jasmine has any friends, Antonio is unaware of this, hearing her words, Antonio immediately felt wrong: “I know, you go down.”

He said and waved his hand.

Jasmine was slightly relieved, she was really afraid that Antonio would ask her which friend she was.

“I’m off to work then, brother.”

With that, she turned around and people ran down the road in a flash.

Antonio followed her down the stairs and just walked out to see a black Phaeton parked in front of his house. Through the windshield, Antonio saw Lincoln in the driver’s seat at a glance.

He lifted his leg and walked over, “This is your friend?”

Jasmine had not yet sat inside the car when she heard Antonio’s voice, the person shuddered vainly and looked back at Antonio: “Brother.”

Antonio didn’t say anything, just looked at Lincoln with cold eyes: “We have plenty of cars and drivers at home, we don’t need to bother Mr. Bradley to come here personally.”

The words that came out of his mouth were not half as warm, and anyone could hear that Antonio was now in a very unhappy mood.

However, Lincoln put half fear, “Jasmine is my girlfriend, I came to pick her up from work is the right thing to do.”

He said, after a pause: “What’s more, Jasmine is working in my company now, and it’s more convenient for me to pick up Jasmine.”

Due to the presence of Jasmine, Antonio could not argue with Lincoln, he frowned at Lincoln for a moment: “It’s just a love affair, Mr. Bradley does not have to be so confident.”

It’s hard to say who his sister will end up marrying.

Jasmine heard the implication beyond Antonio’s words and blushed: “Brother!”

Antonio was afraid that Jasmine would get angry, so he didn’t continue: “Be careful on the road.”

He said this to Jasmine and turned around to go back to the Read residence.

Jasmine, embarrassed, leaned over and sat inside the car, explaining to Lincoln, “Mr. Bradley, you don’t mind, my brother he’s just more nervous about me.”

What Lincoln cares about, however, is another question: “What did you call me, Jasmine?”

Jasmine was most afraid of Lincoln calling her by her full name. She was Lincoln’s secretary for more than a year, and Lincoln called her Secretary Jasmine most of the time, but if she was called by her full name, then something was definitely wrong.

For more than a year, Jasmine has been conditioned to hear him call her name and subconsciously apologize, “Sorry, Mr. Bradley.”Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

After the words were said, she realized she was wrong on top of wrong.

For the first time, Jasmine wanted to get something to sew her mouth shut, why couldn’t she change her mind?

Lincoln looked at her for a while, and did not bother with her, started the car and drove slowly away.

There was silence inside the carriage, and Jasmine couldn’t guess if Lincoln was angry.

After the car turned out of the villa area, it stopped at the first traffic light.

Jasmine glanced at the man beside her, not realizing that the other man was also looking at her.

When their eyes met, Jasmine was embarrassed and vain: “I wasn’t looking at you, I was looking at that streetlight over there–”

She casually pointed, Lincoln inclined his head to look over, there is no street light.

“Are you sure you’re looking at the streetlights?”

Jasmine: “…”

Oooooooo, she poisoned herself dumb and forget it.

Seeing her not speak again, Lincoln frowned slightly, “Jasmine.”

“Mr. Bradley?”

The name seemed to be unchangeable, and Lincoln gave up on the idea of making her change it: “You’re afraid of me?”

Jasmine shook her head, “No, I didn’t.”

She this reaction, Lincoln if really believe that he is not afraid of himself, then he is a big fool.

He pursed his lips and handed her the gift he didn’t have time to give her last night from inside his pocket: “I didn’t give it to you last night.”

Jasmine froze, she was treated too well with Lincoln as her boyfriend, right?

Picked her up early in the morning for work and now has a gift.