Jasmine didn't think that Liam would dare to do something horrible to her. She was his mate after all and no matter what she had done, even though that was something unforgivable, he would find a way to make an exception for her.
Therefore, seeing the hatred in his eyes as he ripped her dress apart left her shocked beyond words. He hated her and she had no doubt about it.
Jasmine shrieked, as she crouched down to cover her body. She knew that she didn't need to do that, since both of them had already done it countless times in the past and seeing each other's naked bodies was not something new for them.
But still, for Jasmine, it was humiliating to see the way Liam looked at her with such hatred right now. There was no love, it was just hostility and lust laced with irreplaceable hatred.
Edited by: Anshu_Bangaram