I Love You, My Bodyguard

I Love You, My Bodyguard
Chapter 15


Not long after the two men had a conversation with each other, the sharp corner of Marshel's eyes caught something moving and got out of their luxury car, so inevitably, Marshel immediately approached him. "Miss-on"


The man who had a tall and stocky body and brown hair and green eyes was stunned for a moment when he saw the appearance of Jasmine who looked really beautiful. Somehow, the simple dress that Anna had prepared earlier this morning, which Jasmine was now wearing at the moment, looked completely fitting wrapped her tall and slender body thus slick.


"Beautiful," murmured Marshel as a concubine as possible, trying not to let Jasmine hear what she had said at the time. I don't know, the maroon dress makes Jasmine's skin look much brighter and more beautiful than usual.


"What's up, Marshel? Not usually you look at me that way," Jasmine wondered as she looked back at Marshel who still looked slightly glued in place. "My today looks weird, huh? Haah-Anna, I told you not to wear this dress, it's a strange color, but it's always this one dress she's prepared for me."


Yang was asked immediately shook his head quickly, rejecting Jasmine's words that seemed to corner the woman who had a caucasian face itself. "It's not that, it's just that you look a lot prettier than usual" explained Marshel, trying to keep his gaze from moving too far from what the man should have noticed.


"Really?" Jasmine's blue eyes instantly became visible to the herbinar, making Marshel smile when she saw the adorable response from the young lady. "Then, I like to wear this dress!"


I don't know, in Marshel's eyes, sometimes Jasmine can be so childish, but not infrequently he finds the mature nature of Jasmine that makes him feel anxious and amazed, it is rare for a celebrity to have two of these traits at almost the same time.


"Yes, are you also ready to go to Reolle's birthday event which will be held about half an hour to an hour?" Marshel asked as he clasped tightly onto Jasmine's hand, ensuring the young miss's readiness at that moment.


Yang was asked to nod his head thinly, as if expressing his readiness at that time, making Marshel again put on a smile, not wrong for him when the man decided to serve as Jasmine's bodyguard. "Well, then let's get back in the car so that Simon and I can get you."


Jasmine again nodded innocently, as if she had completely trusted Marshel, and indeed so. While Marshel, the man then glanced at Simon who was seen walking closer to the two men of the opposite sex, the man, gave the man a code that was old enough to walk faster so that Jasmine would not have to wait too long.


When the two of them were already in the car, Marshel then looked at the young miss, about to start a conversation. "Do you want to be accompanied at the party? Or didn't?" Marshel asked in a soft tone, ascertaining whether he needs to participate in the event or he can relax for a moment by having a small talk with Simon and maybe just tease the old man.


After a moment of silence and weighing the best path Jasmine could take, as well as the consideration of whether Marshel would or was feeling tired, Jasmine sighed, this time, she had to go to the party alone. "I don't think, Marshel, I'll be fine at Reolle's birthday."


"You sure?" ask Marshel, make sure.


Jasmine nodded again, putting on a thin smile that really looked like she was trying to calm the heart of that one man to let him go alone. "I'm sure, Marshel, who's gonna hurt me at my best friend's birthday anyway? No way, right?"


Marshel nodded his head thinly, but still the man still held a little worry in his heart. This was the first time for Marshel to let Jasmine travel and hang out with other people, even though it was a woman's best friend who had a caucasian face of her own, and again, a, the possibility that Raphael was the main mastermind behind the scandal also disturbed the minds of Marshel at that time.


"Yes, of course no one will hurt you at your best friend's birthday. Haah .. I don't know, I still feel a little worried because I have to let you go alone, even if it's just at your friend's show." Marshel let out a long sigh while looking worriedly at the young lady, for some reason his premonition said that there would be something less pleasant that seemed to be about to happen at the event.


Responding to Marshel's concern that Jasmine felt was quite excessive, the woman only responded with a slow puckishness, not too dizzy over the existing problems. "Calm down, Marshel, as I said earlier, nothing will happen at Roelle's birthday, and no one will hurt me there, anyway, they're all my friends and best friends."


"Accept …." If this is the situation, how else can Marshel force to come, especially Jasmine has decided the final decision that the woman does not want Marshel to participate at all in Roelle's birthday event, that one also means that Marshel also cannot secretly spy on Jasmine just to ensure the safety of the young lady.


"After all, I think you need enough rest, Marshel." Jasmine suddenly said, gently rubbing Marshel's stocky, veined hands. "Because if I look closely, your eye bags are already black, you know. I know you're worried about my safety, but that doesn't mean you have to sacrifice your rest just to keep me safe for almost twenty-four hours per seven days."


Hearing the young miss's concern, Marshel decided to tease Jasmine a little. "So you're worried that I'm going to get sick?"


"Yes," answered Jasmine straightforwardly, without the slightest bit of temptation that tried to be thrown by the man who had a tall and stocky body at that time.