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Married at First Sight Chapter 886

Chapter 886
Sadly, these good times were coming to an end.
Josh finally concluded his call with Mrs. Sox.
He handed the phone back to Jasmine, smiled, and said, “Let’s go to your aunt’s house for dinner tonight. What should I prepare? What’s my status?”
Jasmine glanced at him while continuing to eat and replied, “Even if you’re a scumbag, my aunt and the others will still think you’re the best.”
He was Josh Bucham, the Mr. Bucham from York Corporation and a member of the enigmatic Bucham family. His status and identity were precisely what her aunt wanted for her niece.
When they learned that Serenity’s husband was the heir to the York family, Jasmine’s mother and aunt envied Serenity’s good fortune, remarking in front of Jasmine about how she had landed one of the most remarkable men in Wiltspoon.
They often looked at Jasmine while praising Serenity, and Jasmine understood their expressions all too well.
Josh asserted confidently, “I’m not a scumbag. Not to brag, but there aren’t many men in Wiltspoon who are more exceptional than I am.”
“I must have been a remarkable person in my past life for you to like me in this one.”
“We both must have been great in our past lives, which is why we met in this life. We need to continue being great in this life so we can meet again in the next.”
Jasmine wanted to say, ‘I don’t want to meet you again in my next life. Your smile seems warm and friendly, but it’s unnerving enough to keep people awake at night.’
However, she held her tongue.
No one knew if an afterlife existed; she needed to focus on living her current life first.
“We’re not an item yet. My mom—”
“If I don’t show them my determination, your mom and aunt will keep setting up blind dates for you. What should I do?”

“Are you going to meet someone else again? I’m glad I took a stand; otherwise, your mom would keep thinking I’m gay and pursuing your brother.”

“Cough, cough—”

Jasmine choked on the dessert she was eating.

Josh quickly stood up, poured her a cup of warm water, and handed it to her while patting her back. “Is it really that funny? You doubted me just like everyone else did.”

He had no idea that people today had such liberal views.

He was merely being nice to his future brother-in-law for his own reasons, but Mrs. Sox misinterpreted it as a sign of affection for Drake. Even Jasmine shared that assumption.

After taking a sip of water, Jasmine managed to catch her breath and laughed. “You treat my brother so well that it’s practically spoiling him. Your eyes light up with indulgence whenever you look at him. It’s your own actions that have led to these misunderstandings, so don’t blame my mom and me for our wild imaginations.”

Jasmine wouldn’t have believed he was pursuing her if he hadn’t said anything.

Josh was at a loss for words. “Your brother is my brother. What’s wrong with spoiling my own brother?”

“The issue is that my brother isn’t your brother. I can understand why my mom sighs every time she sees Drake and me nowadays. She keeps saying we should switch places, thinking you have feelings for Drake.”

Josh replied, “If someone likes another person, they should express it openly. It’s pointless to beat around the bush.”

It was easy for someone like Mrs. Sox, with her vivid imagination, to misunderstand things.

Jasmine responded, “That’s because people in high positions like you often have hidden motives and prefer to be indirect. Simple folks like me only worry about what we’re going to eat each day; we don’t think about the complexities of your world.”

Josh chuckled. “Don’t make yourself sound so unfortunate. I think…

What concerns you all day is the need to travel to various locations to collect rent. Let me know the next time you’re tired of this responsibility, and I’ll gladly take on the role of your errand boy. I want to experience what it feels like to have house keys hanging all over me.

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