Chapter 158 What would your fiancé do in my house?

(Rhio's POV)

My phone suddenly rang. 

It was Wenziel. 

I just remembered it was the Summit's closing ceremony. 

"Everything went fine here, Rhio. But the attendees were curious as to why you left so early…especially that you bagged three awards. I'm very happy for you." And I wasn't happy…because I'd seeing that bastard again in a few minutes. 

"I'd be happy if my family will be free from danger," I looked at Jasmin who was breathing heavily in her sleep. 

"Oh yes, I heard. How is she?" 

"Not really good." 

The door opened so I immediately put my phone down. 

"Master Rhio. Sir Derick is downstairs." 

"I'll come," I stole one more glimpse at her and whispered, "Everything will be alright Jasmin."

I hate this. 

Derick was anxiously pacing back and forth downstairs when I came. 

"What brings you here…Derick?" 

His stare was obviously angry. "Where's my fiancé?" he asked.