Fated love: the unwanted bride

Chale Cheney was quite sensible.

After some thought, he nodded, “Stay with me for one night, just one night.”

Jasmine Yale was stunned. Spend the night? Here?

It has been three years since she last came here, and even longer since she had slept in this bed.

But still, she had spent twelve years here.

Twelve years…

So long.

So long that… she was almost forgetting every bit of it.

She gave a faint smile, “Little Chale, this is your Uncle Cheney’s home, I can’t just come as I please.”

Chale Cheney became anxious and quickly said, “Jasy is different, Jasy can come anytime.”

“There is no exception.”

A bitter smile tugged at the corner of Jasmine’s lips.

She had no blood relationship with Sylvan Cheney, she was merely picked up from the street by him.

She isn’t a Cheney, she simply lived in the Cheney residence for fifteen years.

Moreover, Sylvan Cheney’s marital status is sensitive, he is married and has a child.

And what rationale could she possibly have to stay by his side? On the contrary, it could cause misunderstandings.

After a moment of silence, Sylvan Cheney finally moved his thin lips and spoke.

“If Little Chale asks you to stay for the night, just do it. Don’t overcomplicate things!”

What the hell!

Jasmine Yale turned her head, shooting a cold glance at him!

Don’t overcomplicate things?

What the hell does that mean, Sylvan Cheney? Care to explain?

Her sharp eyes scanned up and down, piercing Sylvan Cheney.

Chale Cheney pulled up the quilt, it wasn’t his business anymore.

He was too gracious to Elder Cheney….

But Elder Cheney is so naughty! If he wasn’t sick, Elder Cheney would not allow him to see Jasy!

Such a pain!

“Ahem.”

Sensing Jasmine Yale’s upset glance, Sylvan Cheney coughed lightly and left the room.

The dumb Riceball was still lingering outside the door.

As soon as it heard the door sound, it immediately circled around Sylvan Cheney in a pleasing manner.

Not wanting to disturb Little Chale’s rest, Jasmine Yale also rushed out.

Sylvan Cheney walked ahead, she pursued!

Riceball was continuously jumping around…

Sylvan’s steps were sturdy, his back straight, elegant, cool, and calm.

“Sylvan Cheney, stop, Sylvan Cheney!”

Jasmine Yale grasped the railing, chasing him downstairs.

Her steps were unsteady, heart racing.

She was chasing and shouting!

Sylvan was momentarily caught in an illusion.

Back then in the Cheney Residence, she lived on the third floor, he on the second.

Whenever he waited for her on the second floor, she would always run downstairs without delay.

Running and shouting his name.

Just like she was doing now.

On reaching the second floor, Sylvan Cheney suddenly stopped and turned around!

Caught off guard, Jasmine Yale came to a sudden stop!

But, she couldn’t control herself and lunged forward.

Regardless of their disagreement, she grabbed onto his tie!

She definitely didn’t want to smash her face.

For an instant, Sylvan’s face turned dark, his eyebrows furrowed into a line.

He quickly caught her and pulled her into his arms.

Jasmine Yale steadied herself clumsily against the railings.

“Are you trying to strangle me?”

Sylvan Cheney glanced at her hand, his expression indifferent.

“I…” Jasmine Yale quickly let go, her face full of guilt, “I didn’t mean to, I… almost tripped.”

“You, what? Can’t you look where you’re going? In a hurry to consummate our marriage?”

F*ck!!!!!

You bastard, Sylvan Cheney!

At this moment, a thousand thoughts raced through Jasmine Yale’s mind.

Whoo, whoo, whoo

Damn it!

Jasmine Yale’s face kept changing colors, turning red, then white..