Mr. Warner, Your Wife is Running Away Again!-Chapter 608: You Have Such a Kinky Taste

Afterwards, Faye Xavier didn’t change her seat and sat next to Jasmine Lucas.

Jasmine naturally wanted to minimize interaction with him, so she put on her headphones and eye mask again.

Originally, she was quite happy about this trip. She had a wild night with her girlfriends the night before, planning to catch up on sleep on the plane. But with an unpredictable ticking time bomb next to her, how could she sleep peacefully?

Her mind was no longer filled with the picturesque, romantic scenery of Serephina; instead, she was pondering how to shake off Faye Xavier.

Judging by the look of things, this guy had been fooled once and was surely suspicious of her now. Any new tricks would likely be difficult to pull off.

She didn’t want to go to jail, didn’t want to pay the money back, and certainly had no interest in spending the night with him.

Once in Serephina, things would be out of her hands; without the aid of The White Mist Alliance, she feared escaping would be next to impossible.

Maybe... as soon as she gets off the plane, she should immediately buy a ticket to another country to catch him off guard?

With this thought, Jasmine took off her headphones again, lifted her eye mask, and asked Faye Xavier, "President Xavier, are you here for business?"

Faye Xavier sneered at her, clearly sensing that this troublesome woman was up to something, so he replied, "None of your business."

Jasmine grinned and said, "Oh, President Xavier, seeing that we’re fated to sit on the same flight and the journey is so dull, how about we chat?"

"Besides things in bed, I’ve got nothing to discuss with you."

Jasmine immediately pouted, "President Xavier, I never imagined you’d be such a person. I genuinely want to spend my life with you, yet you only want to sleep with me. My heartfelt devotion is truly misplaced!"

Watching Jasmine’s exaggerated, terrible acting, Faye Xavier just maintained a cold expression, staring at this drama queen who out-performed even him.

He reminded himself not to be fooled by this troublesome woman again.

One should not be embarrassed twice in the same place.

"Life is so tough for me, all alone and unloved since childhood. Is it really so hard to find a decent man to settle down with? Heaven, open your eyes and tell me when these hard days will end!"

"Seriously, shut up!"

Jasmine pouting her lips turned her head with a pitiful look at Faye Xavier, "President Xavier, why don’t you take me in? I can be your mistress. As long as you feed me, I’ll be by your side for life, helping to manage palace affairs, ensuring you’re not troubled by concubine disputes. What do you think?"

"Not interested, don’t bother me with this nonsense. Remember your own choice. I prefer getting straight to the point—less small talk and more focus on making an apology video."

In her heart, Jasmine thought "Damn, heartless," wondering why he wasn’t taking the bait.

Faye Xavier selected a movie on the screen in front of his seat and put on his headphones.

Seeing that Faye Xavier was impenetrable at the moment, Jasmine had no choice but to put her headphones on again, don her eye mask, and eventually succumbed to the fatigue of the sleepless night and fell asleep.

Throughout the more than ten-hour flight, Jasmine spent her time sleeping, having nightmares, waking up, and eating.

When the plane landed, it was past 2 PM. The weather was clear, but getting off the plane, there was still a noticeable chill.

Jasmine put on the down jacket she had prepared in advance and dawdled behind Faye Xavier, her eyes darting around, looking for a chance to flee.

It was as if Faye Xavier saw through Jasmine’s little schemes. When she was about to detour away, he reached out, grabbed the hood of her down jacket, and pulled her back: "Where are you going?"

Jasmine chuckled awkwardly, pointing to a restroom sign nearby, "Just going to the restroom."

"Hold it, use the hotel bathroom."

Clamping her legs together, Jasmine frowned and said, "I can’t hold it anymore."

Knowing she had just visited the restroom before landing, Faye Xavier naturally didn’t believe Jasmine’s act and dragged her by the hood: "If you can’t hold it, just pee your pants."

"Wow, you’re into some heavy stuff."

Faye Xavier ignored her, firmly gripping her hood, and quickly caught up with Julian Bishop, saying, "Mr. Bishop, you go contact the driver at the parking lot, I’ll go get the luggage."

Julian Bishop turned to glance at Faye Xavier, asking, "Can you manage it on your own?"

Faye Xavier pulled Jasmine closer and said, "I’ve got a helper, I’ll manage."

Julian Bishop looked at Jasmine, unsure where Faye Xavier picked up a girl, but thought nothing of it given Faye’s reputation, and handed his boarding pass to Faye: "I’ll head out first then."

Faye Xavier replied, "Alright, we’ll connect over the phone shortly."

Given her small stature, Jasmine felt as if Faye Xavier was indeed dragging her along. Seeing Julian Bishop leave, she quickly exclaimed, "I have a lot of luggage too!"

Faye Xavier, seemingly having anticipated this, said, "There’s a cart."

At the luggage area, they’d waited quite a while without any luggage appearing. Jasmine turned her head, looking at Faye Xavier by her side absorbed in his phone, then gazing around, and just as she moved, Faye pulled her hood, asking coldly, "Where to?"

Jasmine pointed toward the luggage carousel, "The luggage is coming out, I want to go over there and wait, it’ll be quicker."

"Wait here."

Secretly biting her lip, Jasmine suddenly bent over, clutching her stomach, and squatted down, saying, "My stomach hurts, I really need to go to the restroom."

Faye Xavier looked down at her, showing no reaction.

Jasmine, acting as if in pain while holding her stomach, sat down on the ground, grabbing Faye Xavier’s trouser leg, "Really, I’m not lying, I just want to use the restroom, I promise I won’t run!"

Faye Xavier looked at Jasmine sitting on the floor, and then at the nearby restroom. He reached out and pulled her up from the ground, "I’ll go with you, let’s go."

Jasmine kept her head down, her expression changing, and with feigned effort, held onto Faye Xavier’s wrist to stand up, stooping, "No need, no need, I’ll just go, you stay here and wait for the luggage."

"Are you going or not?!"

Jasmine furrowed her eyebrows, "I still have luggage here, where could I even run off to?"

Faye Xavier snorted, "The valuables are in your backpack, don’t think I don’t know. You don’t seem in too much of a hurry—let’s wait until we get back to the hotel, shall we?"

Upon hearing this, Jasmine urgently said, "I am, I am! I can’t hold it anymore, quickly, quickly!"

With that, she clutched her stomach and jogged toward the restroom, with Faye Xavier leisurely following behind, waiting at the alleyway between the men’s and women’s restrooms for Jasmine to come out.

Once Jasmine entered the restroom, she didn’t immediately find an available stall but instead scanned the area. Unfortunately, there was no additional exit.

Looking out a window, she realized they were several stories high—jumping down would likely be fatal, if not leave her in pieces. She didn’t want to spend the rest of her youthful days confined to a wheelchair.

After sizing things up, she concluded seeking assistance was her best option and promptly contacted the well-connected Miss Jennings, who indeed quickly sent her a contact, instructing Jasmine to call the person after reaching the hotel to confirm the location.

Jasmine didn’t know if this person could be trusted but decided she had nothing to lose by trying.