Fated love: the unwanted bride

Jasmine Yale had long grown used to Lana Fern’s sharp tongue.

In the past, such words might have upset her, made her feel shameful.

Now… her heart was still as a lake.

Lana Fern wiped the water off her face and was struggling to climb out of the fountain.

She now was in quite a mess, with her make-up completely smeared. Her eyeshadow, foundation, and lipstick were all mushed together, making her look like a painted cat.

Lana’s gaze was as sharp as a knife.

She wished she could tear Jasmine apart.!

“Slut! Filthy to the bone!”, Lana spat out venomously, “No wonder your parents don’t want you! You deserve to be left in the streets to starve!”

Jasmine bent over, picked up a stone from the ground.

“What are you going to do?”, fear flashed in Lana’s eyes.

Jasmine threw the stone with all her strength!

The stone hit Lana’s shoulder dead on!

Hiss—

Lana grimaced in pain, covering her shoulder.

“Lana Fern, if you dare say another word about my mother, you won’t get off this easy.” Jasmine grit her teeth.

Her mother was the most wonderful person in her eyes, nobody was allowed to curse her.

An increasing number of onlookers were surrounding them, murmuring amongst themselves.

Jasmine held her warm milk tea, but her heart was cold.

Even colder than this autumn wind.

A kind-hearted person helped Lana out of the fountain; the ground was soaking wet.

Jasmine took a couple steps back, not feeling the least bit of sympathy for this woman.

“Achoo!”

Lana let out a few sneezes, her face pale.

She glared at Jasmine wishing she could kill her.

But when she lifted her head, she saw a familiar figure walking up behind Jasmine.

Sylvan Cheney.

Lana managed to squeeze out a few tears, crying pitifully.

While wiping her tears, she ran towards Sylvan!

“Brother-in-law, Brother-in-law.”

Jasmine looked back, and saw Sylvan was here, indeed. She picked up her milk tea and started to walk away.

“Stop.” Sylvan’s cold voice echoed.

Lana smirked triumphantly, she didn’t even bother to dry herself, and gave Jasmine a challenging look.

Jasmine’s hand slightly trembled and gripped the cup tightly.

The warmth from the cup seeped into her hands, making them slightly less cold.

“Brother-in-law, Jasmine… I don’t know why she keeps targeting me. I just happened to pass by and she pushed me into the fountain” Lana complained pitifully.

People in the crowd also started to nod, “That’s right, that girl wearing the denim skirt pushed her in.”

Jasmine looked down at her own outfit, ah, they were talking about her.

Yes, she was the one who pushed her in.

“Yeah, that young girl, it’s surprising how ruthless she is.”

“Brother-in-law, they can all testify for me, you need to give me an explanation.”

Lana looked at Sylvan, pitiful, tears glistening in her eyes.

Sylvan walked over to Jasmine, checking her out from top to bottom.

Jasmine felt uncomfortable by his gaze and she was torn between staying put or leaving.

Her only choice was to hold onto her milk tea even tighter.

“Jasmine Yale, was it you?” Sylvan asked calmly.

“Of course, it was her, Brother-in-law,” Lana couldn’t wait to interject.

“I didn’t ask you,” Sylvan shot her a icy cold glance.

“…” Lana fell silent.

The water on her clothes began to evaporate, the wind blew causing cold chills.

Lana hugged herself, ignoring her wet clothes, she wanted to watch the drama unfold!

“Would you believe me if I told you?”, Jasmine lifted her head to look at him.

There were her eyes that looked like black grapes just looking at him. His face reflected back to him in her small pupils..