Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

Chapter 884: Chapter 884: Jasmine Clark Stole the Child

At No. 36 Roman Road, inside a small hotel.

The boss lady was in a heated argument with a beautiful woman, drawing the attention of the hotel guests who frequently looked outside. Standing between the two quarreling women was a middle-aged man who was at a loss, attempting to mediate the fight. The guests recognized him, he was the hotel’s boss.

“I’m not letting you stay here anymore, get out, move out immediately!”

“Why should I? I paid for five days, and I’ve only stayed for two. You tell me to move and I just move? Would you believe it if I sued you?” the younger woman said with an arrogant attitude.

So infuriated, the boss lady leaned back with a flushed face, pointing furiously at her nose, “Sue then, go ahead! I was actually thinking of suing you for seducing my husband!”

“I pitied you before, a woman with a child, so I gave you a little discount. And here you are, trying to seduce my husband right under my nose.”

...“Who wants to seduce your husband? Make it clear! Which eye of yours saw me seducing your husband?”

“Every day, you use the excuse of your child having a fever to call my husband in the middle of the night, asking him to find ways to reduce the fever. If that’s not seducing my husband, then what is it? If your child really had a fever, wouldn’t you take them to the Hospital? He’s not a doctor, why do you call him every day, asking him to help for no reason?” The boss lady got angrier as she spoke, “It was after three in the morning yesterday, and you called him. If I hadn’t been on the night shift here, would you have intended to keep him from coming back all night?”

“Don’t talk nonsense; the child did have a fever.”

Would she bother to seduce such an ugly and poor man?

It happened that the little devil started a continuous fever as soon as he was out, first a low one, and last night it turned into a high fever.

She was afraid someone would die here, so out of desperation, she sought help.

And this man’s woman started making a fuss early in the morning.

“Why didn’t you take the child with a fever to the Hospital! Tell me, your child was so sick, why didn’t you take him to see a doctor at the Hospital? Why were you looking for my man?” the boss lady insisted, holding her hand without letting go.

The neighboring guests pointed and whispered about her, and Jasmine Clark, who had never suffered such humiliation and was naturally temperamental as the First Young Lady, got angry on the spot, “Mind your own business! If you can’t keep an eye on your man, why are you bothering me? I’m not interested in your husband at all. You’d be better off asking why your husband was willing to come and help me in the middle of the night instead of asking me why I called him, huh!”

“I’ll sue you for running an illegal hotel, with the boss plotting against me and the married couple trying to swindle my money!”

As soon as she uttered those words, the hotel boss, who had been trying to break up the fight, darkened in the face, immediately let go of her and together with his wife interrogated Jasmine Clark, “What are you talking about? How have I plotted against you? My wife is right, it was you who called me in the middle of the night, insisting I go to your room to look after your child. If there’s any plotting, it’s you plotting against me!”

“I’m plotting against you? What am I plotting against you for?”

“Heh, you know what you’re up to, dressing so flirtatiously, if not to be suggestive? What are you pretending for?” The man’s mouth turned more venomous than the woman’s, and his face changed quicker than flipping a book.

Jasmine Clark, with her nose askew and eyes reddening in anger, lunged forward and tried to scratch the boss’s face with her sharp nails, “You’re talking nonsense!”