Eric's nausea grew more intense. "Hold on!"

He covered his mouth and hurried to the restroom, with Jasmine following closely.

Inside, Eric vomited up his lunch.

"What's wrong, Eric?" she asked.

Jasmine stepped closer to pat his back, but he pushed her away. "Stay back! Don't come closer!"

After vomiting, he rinsed his mouth and washed his face with tap water. When he turned around, he noticed Jasmine was still there!

"What do you want?!" he snapped, clearly irritated by Jasmine.

Jasmine had a plan when she came here. Today, she wore a short skirt with black stockings that looked alluring. She believed Eric wouldn't be able to resist.

With this in mind, she extended her leg and said, "I don't believe you have zero interest in me."

Claiming he had no interest at all would be untrue. The allure of black stockings was powerful. Eric did glance down briefly. Nevertheless, she couldn't match Sylvia in terms of beauty.

He gazed at Jasmine seriously and explained, "Jasmine, let me