Fated love: the unwanted bride

Pressing down the accelerator, she drove off in a huff.

Despite her annoyance, she had work to do.

In the kindergarten, Chale Cheney sat obediently in his seat.

Not long after Jasy left, he began to miss her greatly.

He took out his cell phone and made a phone call to Elder Cheney: “Daddy.”

Sylvan Cheney, sitting in his car, remained silent. He wanted to hear what this seemingly duplicitous little brat had to say.

As expected, Chale Cheney, being a chatterbox, couldn’t hold back.

“Daddy, don’t be angry. I only shared a bed with Jasy for one night.”

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“Daddy, Jasy’s skin is so nice, I love snuggling up to her.”

Hm?

An image suddenly appeared in Sylvan’s mind, picturing Chale Cheney snuggling into Jasmine Yale’s arms.

Her little paws were touching her incessantly.

“Daddy, don’t be angry. Let me tell you a secret.”

Sylvan Cheney remained silent.

Chale Cheney seemed deflated: “Daddy, don’t you want to talk to me? Wow, wow…”

“Don’t talk nonsense.”

“So fierce.” Chale puckered his lips, leaning on the table, “I’ve got a really reliable secret, you gotta bribe me to hear it.”

“You say it first.”

“You have to promise me, you’ll buy me a hamburger.”

“I’m hanging up.”

“Hey, hey, don’t! Don’t!” Chale suddenly gathered some spirit.

Elder Cheney… conniving.

Won’t even grant him a simple burger!

Sylvan Cheney sat leisurely, clutching his phone, reclining lazily against the leather seat.

His own son, didn’t he know his temper?

Chale couldn’t to hold in what he wanted to say for even a moment!

As expected, in the next second, Chale took the initiative to speak–

“Considering the hard work you’ve put in raising me, Dad, I’ll tell you this little secret. But, you can’t tell others.”

“Mm.” Sylvan Cheney symbolically agreed.

“Daddy, last night when I woke up in Jasy’s arms, she was talking in her sleep. Can you guess what she said?”

Sylvan Cheney continued to remain silent.

“Daddy, why don’t you give a guess?” He wasn’t being very cooperative.

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“Okay, I’ll just tell you.” Chale chuckled a little, “Jasy was calling your name, I swear, I’m not tricking you.”

“What.”

Sylvan Cheney furrowed his brow, his pupils shrinking.

“Calling your name. She was very gentle.”

Very gentle?

Sylvan Cheney was sure he had never heard Jasmine Yale calling his name in such a gentle voice.

Most of the time, it was with gritted teeth.

Sylvan Cheney remained silent, he didn’t end the call.

Chale was curious, what was really going on between Dad and Jasy? Why didn’t Elder Cheney react at all? Didn’t he believe it?

“What else did she say?”

“She also said… that’s it. Daddy, if you’re curious, I can continue to eavesdrop for you.”

“What am I curious about.”

Sylvan Cheney hung up the phone.

“Daddy!” Chale cried out.

Hey, Wasn’t his fabricated lie good enough?

But the fact is, Jasy did talk in her sleep. Being gentle… that’s a stretch.

In fact, Jasy did call his dad’s name in her dreams…

They must be hiding something.

Taking the opportunity before class started, he sent a voice message to Sylvan

Cheney: “Daddy, I’ll give you all of Jasy’s contact information.”

Sylvan Cheney didn’t respond.

The little fellow thought Elder Cheney was angry, so he betrayed Jasmine Yale.

After all, he still wanted to rely on Elder Cheney for livelihood.

“Daddy, do you think these high heels are nice? You should buy them for Jasy. She stared at them for a long time yesterday, but couldn’t bear to buy them.” Chale sent him a photo.

“Daddy, I can’t stand to see Jasy upset. She really seems to like these shoes..”