Fated love: the unwanted bride

Her heart felt like it had abruptly stopped beating!

But, Jasmine Yale didn’t expect that because of the rain, the garden soil was extra soft. Jumping down was not too much of a problem.

Her foot twisted a little.

Her hand also scratched, causing blood to flow out.

Painful, very painful.

But at this moment Jasmine Yale had long forgotten about the pain, she needed to utilize every second, she needed to survive!

She started to run along the garden, running into the thick bushes.

Looking back, the fire was raging on the third floor, everybody was busy fighting it.

They, would soon find out that she was gone.

Jasmine Yale limped along biting her teeth, she braced herself on tree trunks and walked step by step, not caring about the pain.

Her hair was tousled, and her clothes were torn in several places by the branches.

The garden’s small grove was dense and lush, full of trees everywhere, branches and leaves thrived.

Jasmine Yale dared not make a sound, she walked along the muddy road.

She didn’t know where this road would lead, nor what was waiting for her…

But, it certainly couldn’t be more hopeless than now.

Soon, her shoes were filled with mud, very heavy.

Jasmine Yale simply took off her shoes, walking barefoot in the muddy ground.

Since the age of eight, she hadn’t suffered like this.

The evening wind kept blowing on her body, rain lines kept drilling into her collar, just like little mudfish.

Escaped far away

Jasmine Yale finally found a door with the light from the lighter!

An old iron door hidden in the dense trees, the iron chain was already rusted. It looked like it hadn’t been opened for a long time.

Jasmine Yale often climbed trees when she was a child.

Now, climbing the wall was a piece of cake.

She jumped onto the wall, sat on top of it, and flicked on the lighter.

She originally thought there would be a path outside, but unexpectedly, outside the iron door was even denser woods!

What the hell is this place?

The dense branches concealed her figure, this place was pitch-black, no sound could be heard.

Jasmine Yale looked into the distance

The fire was still spreading on the high floors of the villa, it was out of control.

The bright firelight was reflected in her tiny pupils.

The fire jumped and danced, wildly and arrogantly.

Jasmine Yale had no idea what was waiting for her outside the iron door…

Was it a way out? Or was it an ocean abyss, beyond redemption?

But she was already out of retreat.

Jasmine Yale squatted on the wall, her heart was pounding wildly.

She had thought of many ways to die, but not one was like this.

Full of despair.

She could only go forward, she could not retreat.

The wind blew her messy hair. The wound on her hand was still bleeding, but she was already unaware of it.

The flame from the lighter was jumping…

Jasmine Yale raised her head, as far as she could see, there were only endless tall trees.

The branches and leaves were lush, and dense with no gaps.

Jasmine Yale steeled her heart and like a little cat, jumped down from the wall.

Hisss

She furrowed her brows, gritting her teeth.

Her foot was hurting.

She leaned on the tree trunk, limping forward.

This forest was too big, the soil was very muddy, and her bare feet were cold.

Jasmine Yale used the faint light of the lighter to navigate along the path.

She wondered whether she should be glad that the wedding gift she bought for Sylvan Cheney… Wasn’t given away.

This lighter had become her only hope.

The forest air was filled with a damp smell.

Jasmine Yale sniffed. She seemed to have smelled… the odor of a decaying corpse.

At that moment, she was so scared that her blood ran cold and her legs shook.

Could she get out of this forest?

Just as she took a step forward, suddenly

She heard a sound that she feared!