The Alpha's Unwanted Bride novel Chapter 164

Chapter 164: A FRIEND FOR LIFE

At the mention of his name, they all behaved.

Lady Belinda went ahead to give all the girls their own portion and stalked off.

It was at this point that Lisa had no choice but to lazily work on her portion.

They all toiled endlessly under the scorching sun in silence.

Well, all except for Lisa, who whined and complained about how unfair it was for her to work as an enslaved person.

She also complained about the fact that none of her girls had come to work for her.

Eventually Lisa realized that her unnecessary speech was only making her more tired so she kept quiet.

Jasmine worked tirelessly as she cleared off the weeds.

The sweat burrowed between her brows, and she was consumed by exhaustion.

Her heavy chains attached to her legs and hands only made it heavier and more challenging to work than the other two girls.

But then Jasmine was already used to working this hard, so she was able to work faster and more efficiently than the other girls.

She turned and saw the other girl working.

She seemed better than Lisa but was still having a tough time.

Jasmine went to her side.

"Do you mind if I show you a trick?" Jasmine asked her as she indicated to the rake.

The girl looked at her in surprise.

"Can I?" Jasmine repeated, indicating the rake.

The girl gave her, and then Jasmine went on to begin raking.

She twisted the rake and dipped it hard into the sand before twisting and then dragging it out.

The weeds came out swiftly.

The girl looked at it in shock. "Wow, how did you learn how to do that?"

Jasmine shrugged with a smile. "Just something I learned."

"Thanks." The girl said as she collected the rake back. "I did not get that chance to tell you, but why did you save me?"

Jasmine shrugged. "I just felt like you did not deserve to be hit by Lisa in such a way."

The girl sighed deeply. "Well, thank you very much for that. I owe you one. My name is Fiona."

Fiona extended her hand out, and Jasmine took it. "I am Jasmine."

"The infamous Jasmine," Fiona said. "I have head a thing or two about you."

Jasmine blushed in shame, wondering whether Fiona was about to hate her for the atrocities her father had committed like everyone else.

"It is nice to meet you," Fiona said.

Jasmine looked up in shock.

"What?" Fiona asked.

"Oh, I just thought maybe you wouldn’t want to talk to me," Jasmine said.

"Why?" Fiona asked, puzzled, as she resumed her raking.

She used Jasmine’s trick and pulled out the weeds faster than she had done.

"I don’t know." Jasmine shrugged. "Perhaps you are not aware that I am a slave."

Fiona rolled her eyes. "I do not care who you are or if everyone else sees you a type of way. That is on them. But you are the girl who saved my life. That is all that matters."

Jasmine could hardly believe it.

This was someone who had refused to judge her because of who she was.

Someone who had looked at her differently.

She felt a soft feeling of calm within herself.

"Thank you," Jasmine said, putting one of her loose curls behind her ear.