Reborn Heiress: Married To My Ex-Husband's Rival
Chapter 71 The Woman In Wheelchair

Chapter 71: Chapter 71 The Woman In Wheelchair

Just like that, with no further explanation, Jasmine found herself back in Los Angeles.

She stepped out of the private jet with her luggage while Kingsley set some things up in the jet before climbing down as well.

Elliot and a few bodyguards were outside, waiting for them with three black expensive cars on standby.

Jasmine let out a deep breath when Elliot came forward and took one of her bags. The others helped carry the luggage while Jasmine went to the second car, a Lamborghini. She sat in the backseat with her backpack. Silently waiting for Kingsley to come join her.

She grabbed a bottle of water and swallowed some of her pills. After which, she closed the bag again.

She didn’t need to wait long before Kingsley joined her at the back. His brows were tightly furrowed as he typed on his phone viciously. His fingers dancing on the screen.

He totally ’ignored’ Jasmine as he remained focused on whatever or whoever he was dealing with.

Jasmine didn’t say anything to him either. She brought out her phone and sent Nicole a text.

{ Hey, I’m back in town.} She pressed the send button before dipping it back into her backpack.

Jasmine didn’t expect a reply from Nicole because it was evening already and Nicole must be preparing to go bring Hailey from the daycare.

It was exactly 10 P.m. when they reached the Elm mansion. She was about to pull open the car door when Kingsley called out to her.

"Wifey..."

Jasmine paused. That was the first time he would be talking to her since they left Chicago. He had been on his phone, typing away to even remember he was with his wife. The woman he claimed to ’like’. The woman he said he gave real vows to.

Now, she doubted his words more than ever.

With a lifted brow,Jasmine stared at him, hinting for him to speak up soon.

"I won’t be returning home tonight. You can sleep alone, I have something to take care of." He muttered, his eyes sinking into hers.

Jasmine didn’t expect anything less but she swallowed all of her complaints with a small smile on her face. "Okay." She whispered back. Without waiting to hear the rest of his words, she got out of the car.

Kingsley’s shoulder slumped when he saw her entering the house and shutting the door after her with a loud bang.

Kingsley came out of the backseat and Elliot bowed a little. "You can go in. I need to be somewhere."

Without arguing, Elliot obediently walked away while Kingsley took his place in the driver’s seat. He started the car’s engine before driving off.

His mind reeling from earlier, his heart slamming against his ribcages. He knew he was being very impatient but he had to know...

He was curious to know what this was all about. Why is she back now??

Meanwhile, Jasmine dropped her backpack on her bed and took off her boots, placing them close to her cupboard. She took off her jacket, trying to tell herself not to mind what Kingsley did.

Telling herself to overlook his nonchalance and abrupt shift in attitude. She slowly stripped before entering her bathroom.

She turned on the shower to have a quick bath. Just after bathing, she heard her phone ringing in the bedroom.

Jasmine slipped her foot into the slippers and came out of the bathroom. Just as she had anticipated, it was Nicole calling.

She quickly answered the call while sitting on the bed with the robe on. She placed the phone close to her right ear. "Hello."

"Girl, what happened?? How come you’re back so soon??" Nicole laughed. "Don’t tell me you got pregnant there and came home to check in with a doctor."

Jasmine rolled her eyes. Sure, they had great mad sex over there but that wasn’t the case.

Pregnancy?? Jasmine wasn’t sure that would happen but then again, they didn’t use any contraceptive or after pills. What if that happens??

The thought horrified her a little but she quickly snapped it to the back of her head. "That’s not the case.."

Nicole hummed. "What happened then?? For a moment, I thought Hailey would be having a sister."

Jasmine sighed. "I wish that was the case. Kingsley canceled the vacation because according to him, he needs to check up on something in LA."

"He should have left you there and transported me over there so we could have some mad girlies time." Nicole chuckled. Jasmine shook her head a little at her friend’s attic. A small smile gracing up to her lips.

Right. Nicole was her happiness potion. The right person she needed to speak with to be in a good mood. "I don’t think you’re getting the point though."

"Oh well. I do.." Nicole scratched her head as she made her into the living room because she heard a knock on the door. "You’re upset because Mr Elm suddenly canceled your three-month trip."

Jasmine let out a long sharp breath, almost breathing out fire in anger. "Do you get it?? It’s not even up to a month and he canceled it." She rubbed the bridge of her nose. "I was having fun already but all of a sudden..."

Nicole heard the knock again and she quickly responded. "Who’s there?" Without waiting for a reply from the person, Nicole focused on Jasmine again. "Hey, girl. I need to check who is knocking on my door at this hour."

Jasmine nodded as if Nicole could see her. " Okay, Okay. We’ll chat later, yeah?"

Nicole concurred. "Definitely. I still need to know what’s going on in your husband’s head that he had to cancel a trip he has spent a lot of money planning for your recovery." Getting close to the door, she heard a groan making her eyes widen. The person at the door was groaning... Oh fuck.

Hurriedly, Nicole whispered. "Bye." Quickly, she ended the call and grabbed the doorknob, ready to open it.

The moment the door flew open, the man immediately rushed in, wrapping his arms around Nicole. A sharp cry of protest escaped Nicole’s lips as the smell of alcohol made her stomach churn.

On the other hand, Jasmine dropped her phone and was about to go apply lotion on her skin when a ding sound echoed. She grabbed the phone again and saw that she got some images from Twitter.

Some crazy followers probably sent pictures to her again. Nevertheless, she clicked on it and saw that it was photos from a reporter. The woman who helped her leak Jack’s dirty texts. The reporter who helped her drag Jack’s name into the mud. But this time, it wasn’t about Jack. The photos are about Kingsley.

Jasmine’s face turned ashened when she scanned the pictures. Kingsley was entering a hotel with a woman. Her face was hidden due to the angle of the camera. Kingsley was pushing her wheelchair.

’What the actual fuck??’ Jasmine screamed in her head. Kingsley left her to tend to another woman???