Mr. Tycoon's Beloved Wife: The Madam No One Dares to Offend

Chapter 495: A New Year

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At the alley.

They had kissed for a long time before slowly separating.

Jasmine lowered her head with a smile. She whispered, "You should go. I’ll go in a minute."

"You don’t want me to go, right?"

Herbert lowered his head and pulled Jasmine into his embrace. He wanted to kiss her again.

Jasmine quickly covered his mouth, "I... I’m leaving."

After saying that, she quickly broke free from his embrace and ran away.

If she didn’t leave now, she would not be able to go home until dawn.

"I’ll pick you up tomorrow night."

Herbert waved his hand in the air.

Jasmine smiled.

Her face turned red. She lowered her head and quickly turned around to enter the room.

The door of the room was closed. She leaned against the door with a smile.

There was no light in the room, and the whole room was dark and silent.

The air seemed to be filled with a strange aura. Jasmine felt that there was something wrong.

She said, "Mom, are you asleep?"

No matter how late she came back, the room would always light up the next second she entered the room.

But today, the room was exceptionally quiet and dark, as if there was no trace of life in the entire room.

The moment Jasmine finished speaking, her finger touched the switch beside the door.

...

She turned on the light, and the room was instantly lit up.

At the same time, Herbert, who was downstairs, looked at the window.

When he saw the light in the room, he smiled and turned to leave.

The room was quiet.

The small room was spacious enough for Jasmine and her mother.

Jasmine could see everything in the room with a glance.

When the light was turned on, there was a thick smell of blood in the air.

Jasmine’s gaze fell on the bed.

She saw that her mother’s arm fell from the bed and her wrist was bleeding. Her mother had been unconscious.

"Mom... Mom!"

There was blood everywhere.

Under the dim light, the blood was especially harsh.

In the air, the smell of blood became stronger.

Jasmine rushed to the bed and looked at the woman who was no longer breathing on the bed.

"Mom, Mom, wake up. Don’t scare me."

The cut on her hand made her blood gush out.

Jasmine looked at the scene in front of her in horror. Her mother’s pale face had withered.

The ambulance made a loud alarm on the quiet street.

Instantly, there was tension on the quiet street.

In the ambulance, Jasmine’s face was deathly pale as she tightly grabbed onto her mother’s clothes.

She muttered, "Mom, don’t scare me. You will get better, right?"

They had arranged to spend Christmas together.

But why did her mother not want to accompany her anymore?

The medical staff in the ambulance looked at each other and shook their heads.

Her mother was too weak. When they arrived, she had not in good condition. Even if they found her early, she probably wouldn’t live for long.

The medical staff comforted her, "She’s gone. I am sorry."

Those words were useless.

Her mother was gone. It was no use to be sad.

But what else could she do?

In the ambulance, she cried in pain.

She told herself to be strong and not cry in front of others.

Later, she told herself that she had to be capable and not cry in front of her mother.

It was only now that she discovered that apart from crying, she was unable to do anything.

Besides crying, what else could she do to calm herself down?

The sound of crying spread through the ambulance. With her grief, the siren of the ambulance was echoing on the streets of City A.

Now, she could have no scruples.

She didn’t need to care about everyone’s gaze. She could cry loudly.

She had been crying until she had no strength. She had been crying until her body trembled and her eyes dimmed.

She had been crying until she forgot all the sadness and everything disappeared in front of her.

She forgot the time and didn’t know how long the darkness had followed her.

By the time she woke up, it was dawn.

The nurse who was taking care of her breathed a sigh of relief.

"Great. You’re awake. Your boyfriend is worried about you. You had a high fever. You were in danger last night."

Then the nurse took her temperature and smiled. "You are fine now. You should have a good rest. Remember not to be agitated."

Listening to the nurse’s words, Jasmine immediately sat up from the bed, pulling on the nurse’s clothes.

"Where is my mother? How is my mother?"

When she spoke, she realized that she was about to lose her voice.

Seeing that, the nurse said, "Your mother is fine. She’s in the morgue. When you feel

better...

"Where are you going?"

The nurse tried to stop her when she saw Jasmine getting up and rushing out.

Jasmine ignored her and pulled the syringe out of her hand. Blood gushed out from the back of her hand, but she didn’t feel pain.

"I’m going to see my mother. I’m going to see her. She loves me. She won’t leave me. How could she..."

Jasmine had promised that she would take her mother to the hospital after receiving her salary.

Why didn’t she wait for her and why did she suddenly commit suicide?

Jasmine couldn’t understand. Her mother greeted her when she left in the morning.

Her mother looked at her with a smile. But when she came back, her mother became a corpse.

She didn’t believe it. The world was always cruel to her. Would it take away her last hope as well?

"Calm down. You didn’t recover so you can’t walk around."

The nurse held Jasmine’s hand worriedly. She did not expect that a thin girl would have so much strength.

Jasmine pushed her away and struggled to run out.

She collided with Herbert, who was rushing over.

She crashed into his arms and was hugged tightly by him. When she looked up, she saw a familiar face.

The sadness and grievance in her mind immediately surged out.

Her red and swollen eyes were filled with pain as tears flowed out.

"My mother is dead. My mother is dead. She died when I thought I was blessed." Jasmine said as tears welled up from her eyes.

It turned out that she had never been blessed by God!

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"You have been asleep for two days. You should eat something!"

Herbert bought a soup for Jasmine.

Jasmine shook her head. The tears in her eyes immediately gushed out.

He quickly put down the things in his hands to wipe her tears. For a moment, he did not know how to comfort her.

The clumsiness of his hands made her delicate cheeks turn red.

Seeing she kept crying, Herbert panicked.

"Everything is gonna be okay."

His two sisters had never cried like this, and he did not know how to comfort a girl.

After thinking for a while, he said seriously, "Don’t cry. I’ll buy ice cream for you. I’ll buy you all the flavors."

When Jasmine heard this, she was more upset.

The nurse who just went out rushed in.

She walked over and said, "This was found by your mother’s nurse. It has been kept in her pocket. It should be left for you."

Then the nurse handed a small bag wrapped in a handkerchief to Jasmine.

Jasmine knew that handkerchief. Her mother loved to use a handkerchief, so there had always been many at home. And the handkerchief embroidered with bamboo was her mother’s favorite when she was alive.

Jasmine stopped crying. She took the bag and carefully opened it.

When Herbert saw that she finally stopped crying, he heaved a sigh of relief.

The handkerchief was folded layer by layer. Jasmine opened it slowly. There was a gold ring and a note.

The gold ring was used when two people were engaged. She didn’t know how her mother took it from Eva.

It was her mother’s only valuable item left for Jasmine.

The letter was not long, and the words on it were crooked as if it was difficult for her mother to write.

Jasmine looked at it with tears falling. She recognized every word on it, but every word was vague.

In the end, she could no longer see the contents.

Herbert looked at her carefully, but he didn’t know how to comfort her.

He was not good at talking and often said something wrong. If he said something wrong at this time, she might hate him.

While Herbert was thinking about how to comfort his girlfriend, Jasmine suddenly stopped crying.

She wiped away the tears on her face and looked up at the nurse. "When can I take over my mother’s body?"

Even if she didn’t give his mother a good life when she was alive, she wanted to give her a peaceful place when she died.

"You can leave after two days."

Then the nurse left.

After all, this kind of thing was normal in the hospital.

In the beginning, the nurses would feel sad with patients’ family members, but after seeing so many, everything seemed to be natural.

Herbert looked at Jasmine. She suddenly said, "I’m hungry. I want to eat."

She was willing to eat.

Herbert said, "I bought you soup, but it’s cold. I’ll go heat it."

"No need, I don’t like to eat things that are too hot."

The smile on her face was filled with sadness.

She carefully folded the two pieces of paper and put them into her clothes.

Like a treasure, she placed them with the ring together.

She lowered her head to eat the food that Herbert brought. As if she didn’t feel anything, she casually ate it.

"Don’t worry, I will find the best cemetery for your mother."

Hearing this, Jasmine, who was eating, stopped moving suddenly. Tears flowed down from her red and swollen eyes, and then instantly gushed out.

Herbert was alarmed.

"Did I say something wrong? Sorry, I..."

"Thank you so much!"

Jasmine’s voice was so low that it was hard to hear.

Her words interrupted Herbert’s panic. She raised her head and looked at him with red and swollen eyes.

Then, she smiled and said, "Thank you. It’s okay. My mom wanted to go back to the countryside and stay with my dad."

Her father was a civilian martyr in that city because of a flood.

As for the heroes who died in that flood, the country gave them a good graveyard.

Her mother wanted to be with her father.

There was no one to take care of her when she was alive. After she died, her father would take care of her mother.

"I will go with you."

Herbert said. Jasmine smiled and nodded.

This time she did not say thank you, because the language was too pale.

She did not say anything, but when he tried to comfort her, she forced herself to smile at him.

As for what was written on the letter that made Jasmine so quiet, Herbert didn’t dare to ask.

Since then, Jasmine had been well-behaved.

In the beginning, she was emotional and sad. In addition, the weather was cold, which caused her a fever.

She only stayed in the hospital for two days before leaving.

Herbert had been accompanying her. Jasmine did not refuse and quietly brought her mother’s ashes back for burial.

In the car, Jasmine leaned against the window and suddenly said,

"I am upset. I thought that if I brought my mother here from the countryside, she would recover. But in the end, I didn’t even have the chance to bring her to the hospital."

Jasmine said softly. Herbert opened his mouth.

He wanted to say something, but Jasmine clearly took him as a listener.

"In fact, she knew that she had cancer. The medicine she asked me to buy was to relieve the pain of her body. I foolishly thought that she was physically weak and had ordinary neurotoxin.

"She didn’t think too much. She just wanted me to have a good life. She committed suicide because she didn’t want to drag me down."

However, for Jasmine, she was alone now. There was no one for her in the world. "I am sad. I know that it is hard for my mother to accompany me like this."

"Actually, she woke up because of the pain every night. She didn’t want to wake me up, so she secretly took medicine."

"I always thought that as long as we waited longer, we would have a good life."

Jasmine said. Tears were falling down her face.

"I’m so selfish. I just wanted her to stay with me longer. But I ignored that she was painful every day."

Death was a relief for her mother, but to Jasmine, it was unfilial.