Fated love: the unwanted bride
Chapter 1102 - Chapter 1102 Chapter 1102 A Feeling Worse Than Death

Chapter 1102: Chapter 1102: A Feeling Worse Than Death Chapter 1102: Chapter 1102: A Feeling Worse Than Death This time, Jasmine Yale was awakened by the jolting sensation.

Her stomach still hurt, and the fever would not subside.

Jasmine was so tired she could not lift her eyelids, but she sensed someone was in front of her.

She reached out to grab his arm, holding on tightly, wanting to force her eyes open, but she simply could not manage it.

“Meow—-”

Sweet Kitty was still calling out.

Jasmine anxiously tried to speak, but her throat was dry and she could not utter a word.

She simply gave up and just clung to the man, fearing that if she let go, he would leave.

The apartment was empty; she could get into trouble.

She did not want to get into trouble.

The man carried her downstairs while Sweet Kitty, unable to follow, kept meowing in the room.

He draped a large coat over Jasmine, wrapping her up completely so she would not be chilled by the late-night cold.

The elevator went down.

Jasmine leaned against his chest, and during moments of fading consciousness, she too wanted to clutch at the last straw.

She did not know who he was, a faint scent of tobacco clung to him, unfamiliar to her.

Jasmine’s body was burning hot, and her mind was chaotic.

Together with the stomach pain, she felt at this moment that death might be preferable.

It was just a cold; how had it gotten so serious…

She did not know what time it was, her mind blank.

He would take her to the hospital, right…

The man hurriedly walked on, carrying Jasmine downstairs, heading towards his car.

Jasmine was too tired and, ignoring the severe pain in her stomach, fell asleep in his arms.

Asleep in a daze, without a thought to anything.

Very tired.

The man placed her in the passenger seat, fastened her seat belt, and then worriedly glanced at her before moving to the driver’s seat and starting the car.

The night was vast and somber.

“It hurts, it hurts …” Jasmine held her stomach as a wave of pain swept over her again, dispelling her drowsiness.

She wanted to sleep, but it was very painful.

“We’re almost at the hospital,” the man driving said deeply.

In the darkness, Jasmine strained to open her eyes to see his face, but in her blurred state, she could only make out a vague outline.

The man was young, looking about thirty or so, dressed in a gray coat, clean and elegant.

Although she only saw a rough outline, she was sure she did not recognize him.

How did he come to her apartment? Who was he?

Jasmine’s head started to ache, too lazy to think anymore, she leaned heavily against the seat and closed her eyes.

She knew there was a hospital about fifteen minutes away by car.

Soon, the car stopped at the hospital entrance.

The man lifted Jasmine from the passenger seat and headed straight into the hospital.

Jasmine, in pain, clutched his coat as spasms wracked her stomach, and her head also throbbed intensely.

This feeling was very, very bad.

The man walked briskly towards the department.

“Just endure a little longer,” he soothed her, “if it really hurts, you can bite me.”

Jasmine did not bite him, but she bit his coat instead.

In doing so, it really did alleviate some of the pain.

Soon, a doctor came to see Jasmine and gave her an injection.

The man had rushed out without putting shoes on Jasmine. Seeing her ankles exposed, he lifted her up and wrapped her with his coat.

He looked at Jasmine, her face pale as paper, her eyelashes trembling, her brows furrowed in pain.

Stomach pain, fever, cold, vomiting… the man shook his head; this truly was more than what most people could bear.

She did not cry; just stubbornly bit his coat, furrowing her brows without making a sound.

The night hospital was very quiet, the lighting soft, the air still.

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