Fated love: the unwanted bride

The harder she thought about it, the clearer the answer became.

In the bathroom, there still seemed to be traces of his scent, elegant and restrained agarwood fragrance.

She had lived with him for twelve years, she couldn’t be more familiar.

Jasmine Yale was a little shocked, collapsing on the bed, clutching her hair.

Why did he come? Breaking into her door in the middle of the night?

Damn it, she really wanted to call the police.

Their presences, both big and small, were incredibly vexing, really.

Perhaps she owed them money in her previous life, and now she had to pay them back in this one.

Jasmine Yale took a painkiller and sat back on the bed.

She sniffled, and tearfully dialed Joe Heath’s number.

“Hello? Elder Heath…” Jasmine Yale’s voice was hoarse.

“What’s up? Have you been drinking again? Your voice sounds off.” Joe Heath asked with concern.

He was in a meeting at the Star Sharp Headquarters when Jasmine Yale’s call came in, and he stepped outside to answer it.

“Mm,” Jasmine Yale lowered her head, sounding upset, “I drank too much last night and only just woke up.”

“Is there anything wrong? Do you want me to come and see you?”

“No need, I just wanted to talk to someone. That…he came last night.”

“Who?”

As soon as Joe Heath asked the question, he instantly understood.

Who else could it be?

But, why did his older brother go to Singapore? For a business trip?

Joe Heath’s eyes darkened.

“Did he do anything to you? You tell me. If he did something, I won’t let him off. He’s about to get engaged.” Joe Heath’s voice changed.

Now, he was deeply concerned about Jasmine Yale.

“He didn’t do anything to me, it’s just…from now on, can you change the locks on my apartment to fingerprint locks?” Jasmine Yale said calmly.

“He went to your apartment?”

“Yes.”

“Bastard!” Joe was furious.

Sylvan Cheney, what a bastard, fully aware of his upcoming engagement, yet still thinking about his woman?

Could someone be so shameless?

“Don’t get mad. If there was something I could do about it, I would have called the police, but never mind.” Jasmine Yale said casually.

Joe took a deep breath.

Calling the police was totally unnecessary.

“Jasmine, how I wish I could sprout wings and fly to you now! Unbearable to see you being bullied…”

Upon hearing him sounding childishly protective, Jasmine Yale laughed, “Didn’t you say Star Sharp is extremely busy recently? With the establishment of branches and several important films needing to be ready by the winter holidays…”

“Yeah, I’ve been frantically busy lately, plus an endless stream of unavoidable ribbon cutting ceremonies, wine dinners, birthday parties…”

“Then don’t overwork yourself, make sure to get some rest, and contact me when you have some free time.”

“And you, stop drinking.”

“Can’t blame me, the wine you gave me is too good.”

“Oh, so it’s my fault now? Fine, next time I won’t bring any wine for you. I just wanted to add a touch of romance to your life and you took advantage.”

Jasmine Yale laughed, chatting with Joe Heath on the phone for a long while.

They didn’t mention Sylvan Cheney at all.

Although she wasn’t sure why Sylvan Cheney showed up last night, maybe she upset his son.

But what’s done is done.

They are on different paths.

Their life trajectories are completely distinct, certainly not to cross paths again.

At least, she didn’t want to return home anymore.

Jasmine Yale no longer considered anything about Sylvan Cheney or Chale Cheney. She and Sylvan Cheney were done.

She didn’t owe him anything any longer. If he still insisted on her life and she couldn’t resist, she would have to offer it willingly.

But before that, she would live her life well.