HIS PRIVATE STRIPPER
{He owns Her}
Chapter Thirty Six
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"You know I work at the hospital Jasmine, and trust me when I say, I understand some certain things" He said.
Jasmine walked past him and sat on the bed... She was feeling sleepy, she just needs some rest.
"What do you mean?"
"Take a look at yourself Jasmine, You've gained a lot of weight this past few weeks and you look a bit Chubby..."
A loud gasp left Jasmine's lips as she rushed to the mirror. She stared at her reflection and touched her cheeks.
"I gained weight.! . I'm fat!" She lamented,, her eyes tearing up.
"You..."
"I'm ugly... I look ugly. Now Liam won't love me anymore" She began to sob.
Adam face palmed himself and shook his head.
"Tell me Adam, Do I look ugly?... "
"No Jasmine! You don't... I think it's part of the sign, if actually it's what I'm thinking" Adam said.
"Uhn?... What sign?..."
"It's.."
"Is it some kind of disease?" She asked cutting him off.