Husband you've abandoned me. Fine, I'll focus on raising my son-Chapter 252: Is she opening up?

KEITH’S POV

Something stirred inside me as my hand hovered near Jasmine’s cheek. It was like a knee-jerk reaction. In that moment with her emerald eyes looking up at me as if searching my eyes. She didn’t recoil or anything but it just didn’t feel right.

I was trying to comfort her. Seeing Jasmine fall apart and cry had worried me. She’s already been under so much stress... She let me hold her after seeing the images of Tony. That surprised me since she typically wouldn’t have let me get near her.

I wanted to reassure her and then, suddenly got lost in the moment in the moment holding my cheek to her hand... I don’t know what that had been about.

Her gaze was intense, like it was burning holes in me, so I looked away.

"I should let you rest," I told her.

"Yeah," she said as she finally looked away from me.

I watched her slowly get up from the couch beside me and leave the room.

I was still rattled by Jasmine’s actions lately. And not just that, but even how I reacted. I couldn’t quite gauge her. When she yelled and snapped at me, it was easier to tell how she felt. She hated me. Now, I didn’t know where we stood.

Was I overthinking it? I was still asking myself this since nothing was adding up.

My mind continued to go back to when she ran away to make that phone call. Is it possible that the Carrington boy rejected Jasmine? I asked myself. She was sad after the call with him. Then there was that woman from the document I had received from my men, saying she was the Carringtons’ new assistant. I mean, she even has brown hair and green eyes, very similar to Jasmine. Was he with her now?

I decided to stay in my office that night, opting to work in my office until morning. Sleep wouldn’t be possible, not with the looming deadline.

The following day in my office at the HQ, Jasmine seemed more composed and determined as we worked. I was worried bout her entails after her breakdown the day before.

I left the office to handle my tasks of business tasks as well. I had also set up a meeting with my father to discuss the ransom since it had to do with the company.

"Will you choose the company or Tony?" I recalled Jasmine’s words. I recalled her fear at the thought of losing Anthony. I wouldn’t let it get to that point. I would find the culprit by then. I had men working on the clock.

This enemy having the upper hand has gone on long enough, Diana, Marco, but I couldn’t let them continue to get things their way. They think they can send a ransom note like this because they think I won’t find them? I’ll have to show them they are dead wrong.

"Find anything else about the Silver holdings company? "I asked my men before going home.

"We are trying to crack the origins of the company. So far, we’ve found that the payments for the registration of the company were made through Bitcoin," he explained. " We tried looking into the transactions and saw that they all ping to different countries."

Bitcoin was already hard to trace on its own, but the fact thatthere were multiple layers to it just shows that this was a well-thought-out plan on the enemy’s part. My tongue clicked in annoyance, however.

All we need is a break in the case. One clean break that reveals one thing so all these confusing puzzle pieces come together.

From the unclear founding of the Dubai company and then the Bitcoin transactions. These individuals were old, calculating, and clever.

I relayed everything to Jasmine at dinner later when we returned to the estate.

After I was done eating, then stood up from the dining table and looked back at her. In reality, I wanted to stay and talk to her, but we weren’t there yet...

"Goodnight," I said to her as usual.

"Goodnight, Keith," she said back to me in a neutral tone. I still found it strange how agreeable she was being lately. It was a small change. She still strictly talked to me about the investigation, so it’s not like she was making small talk to me. She just wasn’t yelling at me

I left the finishing as I contemplated about how the day had gone and Jasmine.

Upon entering my room to wash up for the night I sat down on my bed as my thoughts settled in particular on Jasmine. What was I going to do about her? It made no sense.

My mind was still in a jumble thinking about whether I was overthinking things or not. Is this a trick Jasmine was playing on me or was she actually opening up to me? If the Carrington had in fact rejected her then it would make sense why she was suddenly more tolerant as well.

I sat on my bed and then opened the drawer by my bedside table. Inside was Jasmine’s phone which I kept switched off. My lips pressed together as I wondered if this would be a good idea. I debated for a minute.

I could test her. Find out what her motives are. I would monitor her activity. Based on what she did once she received her phone that would tell me a lot about her intentions. If she did something that I found threatening I could quickly pull it back. With the conservatorship in full swing until we caught the culprit there was nothing Jasmine could legally do or report

"Keith do you really have to go this far? You’re treating me worse than a child," I recalled her words to me the other day after I caught her when she escaped.

Again it’s not like I wanted to keep things tense between us forever. This could also be a good opportunity to improve our relationship to improve and further