CHAPTER 97: CHAPTER 97: NOT QUALIFIED TO BE ARROGANT BEFORE HIM

As soon as Sabrina gained her freedom, she immediately hugged Zara and took several steps back, distancing herself from Jordan.

Jordan never anticipated someone could so easily dissolve his hold, and he couldn’t help but be taken aback.

The opponent’s technique and strength weren’t something an ordinary person could achieve.

At the very least, they needed exceptional skills.

Who is this guy?

Despite the confusion, the man’s protective actions, coupled with Sabrina’s aversion as if he were a viper, undoubtedly added fuel to Jordan’s fury.

Jordan’s breath suddenly dropped, and his voice carried a hint of coldness and hostility, "I don’t care what your relationship with Sabrina is, but at the moment, I am still her husband. I advise you to be sensible and not interfere in our affairs! Otherwise, the cost of angering The Hawthorne Group is more than you can afford!"

His final words were heavily laced with threat.

Nash, not far away, saw the situation and immediately stepped forward to reprimand, "You’re being presumptuous..."

The Hawthorne Group might carry weight in Veridia.

But it’s not qualified to act arrogantly in front of his own master!

However, before he could finish, Jasper lightly lifted his hand, stopping him.

Faced with Jordan’s imposing aura, the man responded with composure and an air of inviolable dignity.

He spoke calmly, "In broad daylight, resorting to violence against a woman, is this The Hawthorne Group’s usual conduct?"

Jordan’s expression momentarily froze.

The guests frequenting this hotel mostly have some background, including many from the same circles.

Earlier, in the heat of anger, he hadn’t considered so much.

Now reminded, he calms down a bit.

However, this doesn’t mean it can extinguish the fury in his heart.

Especially with the man in front of him, whose noble demeanor and imposing presence even made him feel a chill in his heart.

Among those of his age, it was rare to encounter someone who could give him a sense of threat!

First Josee, and now this one!

When did Sabrina start associating with so many men behind his back?

Jordan, in extreme anger, couldn’t help but glare at Sabrina fiercely, "You’re really good at this, always finding men to protect you outside, Sabrina, why didn’t I realize before how lowly you are?"

Sabrina was still rubbing her aching wrist, but being slandered repeatedly went beyond her patience.

Especially since he dragged Mr. Fitzgerald into this!

The man had been kind, helping out with good intentions and grace.

Yet Jordan saw him in such a sordid light.

Her eyes reddened with anger, unable to bear it any longer, she raised her hand and slapped Jordan, "Isn’t that enough, Jordan! Do you think everyone is as shameless as you? Mr. Fitzgerald is just Zara’s psychologist, on what grounds do you slander him?

I merely invited him to a meal at a restaurant, and you call that intimate? Then how about you frequently staying overnight at Brooke’s house, why don’t you ever mention that?"

She was so furious her fingers trembled, "Don’t project your filthiness onto others! Get lost! If you can’t care for your daughter, then stop causing trouble over and over, hindering her treatment!"

After saying this, she couldn’t bear to look at him again, and left with Zara in tow.

Jasper, seeing this, nonchalantly withdrew his gaze and followed into the elevator.

Nash immediately led the bodyguards in following as well.

Once the elevator doors closed, it ascended slowly, reaching the restaurant on the eighth floor.

It was only then that Jordan slowly lifted his head, pushing his tongue against his cheek.

He never imagined Sabrina would dare to lay hands on him!

His gaze turned sullen, the coldness in it almost palpable.

Psychologist?

Who is she fooling?

Which psychologist carries such a demeanor?

Sabrina is lying without even thinking it through!!

...

Coming up from the first floor, Sabrina still couldn’t quite suppress her emotions.

But on the surface, she had quickly regained her composure, apologizing to Jasper with regret, "I’m sorry, for dragging you into another ridiculous misunderstanding, sorry for any offense tonight to Mr. Fitzgerald, I truly apologize!"

Jasper hadn’t taken the earlier incident to heart at all.

"No need to worry, as long as one is upright and principled, there’s no need to fear any rumors or slander."

Yet Sabrina was a bit concerned.

Although Mr. Fitzgerald’s status within the military was not ordinary,

Jordan’s influence in Veridia wasn’t small either, holding the economic lifeline in his hands, and his private connections were not simple.

If he used his means to make trouble for Mr. Fitzgerald, what would happen?

That man might not love her, but he wouldn’t allow his dignity to be challenged either.

This matter might not be settled easily!

Jasper seemed to read her mind, his deep eyes becoming even more indifferent.

The Hawthorne Group, indeed a force in Veridia, but that President Hawthorne, his reach doesn’t extend here to him!

Jasper simply changed the topic, "Where is the location?"

Sabrina was snapped back to reality by the question, "In Private Room No. 3."

As she spoke, they stepped out of the elevator.

The staff approached to greet and guide them.

Soon, they arrived at the private room, and Sabrina had to set aside the unpleasant topic to first order food.

During the process, Jasper casually asked the staff, "Do you have ice packs here? Could you please fetch one?"

"Yes, one moment please."

The staff responded courteously and quickly went to fetch it.

Upon delivery, Jasper pushed the tray towards Sabrina, his voice calm and steady, "Apply this on your wrist, otherwise by morning, it might leave a mark."

Reminded by the man, Sabrina then noticed her wrist.

While Jordan had gripped it with full strength.

Earlier, it was painful, but now the white porcelain skin showed a heavy crimson mark.

If it continues, it might really turn blue and purple.

Thinking of her parents at home, afraid they’d worry, Sabrina hurried to pick up the ice pack and apply it to her wrist.

At the same time, she didn’t forget to thank Jasper, "Thank you, Mr. Fitzgerald, for the reminder."

Jasper nodded slightly, accepting her gratitude.

It was then that Zara, sitting beside Sabrina, suddenly leaned over, full of concern, and asked, "Mommy... does it hurt? Let me blow on it for you... Daddy... bad!"

The last three words, the little one said with some anger and sadness.

Sabrina was taken aback, looking at the little bundle beside her.

Zara’s chubby white face now showed vivid angry emotions.

This surprised her.

In the past, when she and Jordan argued, they mostly avoided her, but sometimes they wouldn’t.

Back then, Zara, due to her autism, never had much of a reaction.

But today... she actually got angry?

And said Jordan was bad?

For a moment, she didn’t know what to say.

But Jasper, beside her, calmly analyzed, "Zara’s condition has improved significantly, her attention and perception of the outside world are entirely different from before. That scene downstairs wasn’t blocked out."

Sabrina suddenly understood, but didn’t know whether to be happy or concerned.

Zara used to be slow in perception, perhaps not as sensitive to the tense relationship between parents.

But if she recovers, if their conflict with Jordan escalates and they divorce, will she be affected?

Jasper once again seemed to see right through her thoughts, and directly reassured her with words, "Zara is an emotionally rich and wise child, able to discern right from wrong, I think you don’t need to overthink...

Her current concern is the best proof, isn’t it?!"