Chapter 267

As Hector looked at her with excitement in his eyes, Jasmine took the hairpins and drove them deep into his shoulder. The next moment, his scream filled the room. However, Jasmine's eyes only darkened. "Didn't I say I like to make men suffer?" Blood oozed down his arm. Jasmine didn't stop. She yanked the hairpins out and stabbed Hector again and again, over a dozen times. His shoulder was torn open, raw and dripping with blood. He tried to fight back, but Jasmine slapped him repeatedly like he deserved every last blow. Hector was dazed, overwhelmed by the unexpected attack. He never imagined someone as delicate-looking as Jasmine had that kind of strength. The couch blocked everyone else's view, so no one suspected what was happening. A waitress came over after hearing the noise. Jasmine turned around, blocked the view of Hector's injuries, and coolly said to the same waitress who served them earlier, "What? Have you never seen someone play this rough before? Didn't you know h