Elisa was shocked to find Jasmine lying on the bed, and they both wondered what had happened to her.
“Mrs. Bucham, I’m going upstairs to see Jasmine,” Serenity said anxiously. She was eager to find out what had happened to her best friend. Just as she settled into her seat, she suggested that they visit Jasmine.
Mrs. Bucham smiled and replied, “Alright, let me take both of you upstairs.”
This was necessary because Josh was still upstairs. Mrs. Bucham instructed a servant to escort Serenity and Elisa to the upper floor.
Holding Serenity’s hand, Elisa said softly, “Seren, try not to be too nervous or scared. Given Mrs. Bucham’s cheerful demeanor and bright smile, Jasmine should be fine. Even if something did happen, it’s likely something good.”
The Buchams were very fond of Jasmine. When Josh went after her, Mrs. Bucham had entrusted Jasmine with the family heirloom, considering her as her eldest daughter-in-law. If something serious had occurred, Mrs. Bucham wouldn’t be in such high spirits.
Serenity found this reasoning comforting, realizing she had been so worried about Jasmine that she hadn’t considered this perspective.
If it turned out to be something positive…
She whispered to Elisa, “Could Jasmine be pregnant?”
Getting pregnant during their honeymoon would be such wonderful news. If Jasmine was indeed expecting, it would explain why Josh had hurriedly brought her home.
The servant led Serenity and Elisa upstairs. When they reached Jasmine and Josh’s room, the servant knocked on the door.
“Sir, Mrs. York and Ms. Stone are here to see the Missus,” she announced.
Josh, who was keeping his beloved wife company, had Jasmine resting on the bed. Upon hearing the maid’s message, he turned to Jasmine and said, “Serenity and Elisa are here. I’ll open the door for them. You can talk to them, but you need to stay in bed.”
Jasmine stated, “I’m pregnant, not ill. I can’t feel anything yet since I’ve just become pregnant. It shouldn’t have been a problem to continue our trip, but you insisted on ending it and sending me home. You won’t even let me leave my bed.” It was as if Jasmine were a patient.