JASMINE'S POV
I let out a disgruntled sigh as I looked down at my bandaged sprained ankle. If I hadn't sprained it I would have left with Tony by now. This was all Keith's fault I thought of Keith who had done a little too much. Carrying me, holding me, tending to me. For someone with a lover whom he planned to marry I felt that was inappropriate.
I looked at him as he spoke to one of his bodyguards nearby. Mine were a little further from the building but were watching me but also keeping an eye on Tony at the racing track.
My eyes narrowed at Keith. He was being so damn adamant about the joint custody, but why? He gave that weird reason that Tony was his son as well and that he was worried us. I rolled my eyes. I didn't buy it at all. Keith should be focused on Diana and Marco. He chose them at the end of the day so why stick his nose mine?
