Chapter 87 It Is Doomed

Jasmine was already outside. Luggage by her feet. Three suitcases, neatly lined. She stood still beside them, arms crossed, face pale, lips dry. Her eyes looked like they hadn't slept. They didn't hold light anymore. Just a quiet kind of sadness. Like something inside her had shut down.

Mrs Jenkins stood close to the door, her sad eyes peered at Jasmine's figure. She didn't know what went wrong but it was too abrupt and sad.

She was unaware of the fight that made Jasmine pack her stuff and wanted to leave.

Jasmine hadn't seen Kingsley since last night. Since he handed her the divorce papers.

No words. No reason. Just his last goodbye gift where he ruined Jack and a silent treatment.

Nicole's car pulled up in front of the door and she rushed over. She didn't even greet her. Just stared at the suitcases and then at Jasmine's face.

"This is bullshit," Nicole hissed.