When She Stops Playing Nice (Hale Saxon)

"Dr. Thomas told me Miss Miller was busy with something at the hospital. I wanted to come and see if there's anything I can help with Cathy said truthfully. "No need," Gabriel declined straightforwardly. He preferred to assist Gina alone. Another presence, like Cathy's, might disrupt theme together, even if it was just the two of them in the laboratory. As long as he was with Gina, he felt contented. He didn't want anyone to disturb their peaceful happiness.

Feeling rebuffed, Cathy felt a bit awkward. She glanced at the medical waste in Gabriel's hands and offered, "Mr. Jackson, let me handle that."

Gabriel disagreed, saying, "No need." However, his phone rang then, and he had to set down the medical waste, remove his gloves, and answer the call David called about company matters, and Gabriel's furrowed brow indicated it might take a while.

Cathy stepped forward and said, "Mr. Jackson, go ahead and attend to your business. I'll take care of this trash"

Gabriel nodded. "Sorry to trouble you."

Cathy put on her gloves and picked up the trash bin. She felt a bit shocked that someone as important as Gabriel would allow her to help, giving her a surreal feeling. "It's no trouble at all," she said, Cathy carried the medical waste to the dumpster to await centralized disposal. After opening the door, she took out the garbage bags filled with medical waste from the trash can and disposed of it. Cathy then intended to clean the trash can. However, she wasn't paying much attention during the cleaning process, causing the water used to clean the trash can to flow back into her gloves. Cathy didn't pay much attention to it initially, but the water made her gloves damp and uncomfortable, so Cathy took them off Then, she proceeded to disinfect the trash can.

On the other hand, Gabriel returned to the laboratory to accompany Gina in continuing their experiments. Gina was focused on her work, but her furrowed brows indicated her growing frustration. Nearly two hours had passed, and she had yet to progress in her research, which was starting to give her a headache. "Ashley, don't worry. You'll get better," Jasmine reassured Ashley as she visited her, sitting by her bedside and engaging her in conversation.Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Jaban had not allowed her to leave the house for nearly half a month, especially when Gina and Gabriel were about to get engaged. It took a lot of persuasion for her to be allowed to visit Ashley. However, even when she was allowed out, Jabari arranged for bodyguards to accompany her, and she had to return home immediately after two hours. Any mischief was strictly forbidden. Jasmine was on the verge of being furious. She couldn't shake the feeling that Jabari might be Gina's brother, given how he always seemed to oppose her at every turn. She was seething with hatred.

Ashley had taken the medicine Gina prescribed and was feeling much better. However, when the medicine was delivered as promised, they were unexpectedly asked to pay for the delivery fee. Ashley was angry and felt a tightness in her chest. Although she had the energy to chat with Jasmine, her mood was soured, causing her to speak abruptly, "I know I'll get better."

Jasmine hesitated momentarily before responding, "Ashley, I heard you found a miraculous doctor. What does Dr. Genevieve look like?" she was curious. Ashley fell silent momentarily, not particularly inclined to mention Gina's name. Jasmine began to speculate, "Perhaps a person with gray hair and a long flowing beard, giving off an air of wisdom and spirituality, doesn't he?" Ashley chuckled at Jasmine's speculation, "You're overthinking it. Genevieve is a woman. Oh, by the way, you know her too; it's Gina Miller."

Upon hearing Gina's name, Jasmine abruptly stood up, her pupils trembling with disbelief. "She's Dr. Genevieve? How is that possible?" Jasmine's reaction mirrored Ashley's disbelief; she couldn't accept it.

"She is," Ashley replied tersely, taking a sip of warm water, unwilling to delve into further explanations.

Jasmine felt like she was suffocating. Gina's excellence triggered intense jealousy in her. According to Jasmine's perspective, Gina should be inferior in every aspect. A child abandoned since young should not have risen to success but instead lived a life of poverty and toil, marrying early and struggling forever. That, in Jasmine's eyes, was the late Gina deserved.

Jasmine clenched her fists tighter. What was even more devastating was realizing her incompetence compared to Gina. Her once proud jewelry designs seemed insignificant in front of Gina, who was now the chairman of QR, the company Jasmine had dreamt of joining. Most importantly, Gina had stolen her beloved Gabriel. Gina was a thief in Jasmine's eyes!

"Jasmine?" Ashley looked at Jasmine, who had been standing in a daze for a long while without saying anything. Feeling strange, she called out to Jasmine with some concern.

Jasmine snapped out of her daze as if waking from a dream. "Yes? What's wrong?" she asked.

Ashley sensed that Jasmine's demeanor was quite strange. She felt a bit uneasy, even though she had previously thought Jasmine was a suitable companion compared to Gina, and now it seemed Jasmine might not be the right fit either. However, she didn't have the energy to care about Gabriel's wedding anymore. Gabriel was about to sever ties with her, and Ashley was in no mood to deal with it while dealing with postpartum recovery. At that moment, she just wanted to let everything go and not bother with anything anymore The phone rang, and Ashley answered it. "Miss Ashley, Mrs. Taylor has been caught," came the voice on the other end. Upon hearing this, Ashley's eyes turned sharp, and she tightened her grip on the phone. She thought, 'That b**h managed to hide well, but after all this time, she had finally been found." Ashley was determined to punish Susan personally.

"Jasmine, thank you for coming to visit me. I'm fine now, but I have some matters to attend to, so I can't accompany you any longer," Ashley said. "Okay, Ashley. I'll come to see you again next time," Jasmine said, checking the time. It had been almost two hours, and she couldn't stay much longer. Jabari would probably call her to go home soon. Jasmine left Ashley's room, In the hallway, Jasmine crossed paths with the s e vat on their way to the kitchen to prepare medicine for Ashley. The serv at greeted Jasmine with a nod, saying, "Miss Bush."

Lost in her thoughts, Jasmine was brought back to reality by the servant's voice. She halted the servat, asking, "Wait, are you going to prepare medicine for Ashley?"

The servt hesitated momentarily, wondering why Jasmine asked such an obvious question, but still, she responded politely, "Yes, I am."

vant then quickened her pace.

"Alright, you can go ahead and attend to your duties," Jasmine replied. The s e r Jasmine continued to follow the bodyguard Jabari sent to monitor her. Halfway there, Jasmine suddenly said, "Hold on, I'm returning to the restroom. Wait for me here."