Fated love: the unwanted bride

She knocked on the door, “I want supper!”

Shortly after, the door opened, and a maid walked in.

“Miss, what would you like for supper?”

“Do you have red bean mochi? I love those.” Jasmine Yale watched her.

Outside the door, two tall and robust bodyguards stood expressionless, like wooden figures.

Further out, the hallway was brightly lit.

“Yes, I’ll prepare it.”

“Wait, where is Mr. Fern? I’d like to invite him to eat with me.” Miss Yale said with an innocent smile.

“Mr. Fern has to perform surgery on a patient tonight, unlike you who has time to spare.”

“What about Elder Childe? I’d rather eat with him, otherwise, it’s so boring.” Jasmine Yale played with her hair, her clean face revealing a slight smile. “Watch your words!” The maid responded angrily, “Elder Childe is not around either, you just eat and go to sleep!”

Having said that, the maid shot her a glance and walked to the kitchen.

Jasmine Yale stationed herself at the door, watching the maid’s retreating figure.

What’s all the fuss about?

However, it seemed that both Chris Fern and Spencer Childe were not around.

Neither of them was there…

Jasmine Yale began to plan her next move.

Ten minutes later, the maid brought in some red bean mochi.

The mochi was steamy, and the aroma wafted from it.

The maid put the bowl on the table, “Just cooked, eat it while it’s hot.”

Jasmine Yale jumped up and examined the bowl and then looked at the maid, “It doesn’t smell right.”

The maid frowned, “What’s not right? It was just cooked, and the ingredients are fresh.”

What a picky eater!

“I just felt it doesn’t seem right, isn’t this the leftover red bean mochi from this morning?”

“You’re talking nonsense, no one had this today.”

“It smells off, eating it might give me a stomach ache.”

Jasmine Yale gave her an impish glance and chuckled softly.

The maid’s brow furrowed deeply, this woman, so fussy.

“Why don’t you take a sip and see? If it won’t cause a stomach ache, I’ll eat it.”

Jasmine Yale said while playing with her hair, “Hmm?”

“All of the ingredients are fresh, it’s impossible to cause any stomach discomfort.”

“I have a sensitive stomach. Your refusal to drink it, could it imply that it’s not fresh?” Jasmine Yale stared into her eyes.

The maid was left with no choice but to pick up the spoon from the bowl and take a few sips indeed.

This woman, always asking for too much.

If it were not for Elder Childe’s request to take good care of her, she would definitely not bother with her!

“It tastes pretty good, the beans have just been delivered this morning, they’re fresh.”

“Really?” Jasmine Yale wore an unbelieving expression, “I don’t believe you.” Saying so, Jasmine Yale took the bowl and walked towards the door.

The two bodyguards immediately blocked her path, menacing and forbidding. “I think it smells off, why don’t you two try it?” Jasmine Yale’s eyes were filled with innocent curiosity, clear and bright.

The two bodyguards stood still like statues without a single movement.

The maid hastily grabbed her hand, pulling her back.

“Miss, please be obedient, I already showed you that there’s no problem.”

“Then why don’t you dare let them try it? I think, deep down you’re hiding something, maybe you wish me ill,” said Jasmine Yale.

With persistent cajoling, the maid finally gave in and let the bodyguards also taste it.

How could her freshly made red bean mochi have any problems?

This woman is so troublesome!

The two bodyguards acted as if they were used to it since these past few days, this woman hadn’t given them any peace.

“I don’t feel like eating it now, suddenly, I want a shower.”, Jasmine Yale said while looking at the maid..