Fated love: the unwanted bride

Seeing her bowed over her breakfast, Sylvan Cheney suddenly felt a sense of unreality.

She had never been this indifferent towards him before.

Between them, it was as if something had quietly, subtly altered its course.

In those twelve years, every morning they shared breakfast together, she would take initiative to get the utensils, make coffee, cut bread for him…

Even more diligent than a lowly servant.

Although he had told her many times that she didn’t need to do all that, she still seemed to enjoy it.

She always liked to say “I want to do it”.

“Is it good? Not too many people were queuing today.” Sylvan Cheney looked at the her, his gaze gentle and doting.

Jasmine Yale nibbled at the bun, nodding her head.

It was all her favorite food. How could it not taste good?

Just as she finished her bun, Sylvan Cheney suddenly grabbed her wrist and slipped a bracelet onto her hand.

Jasmine Yale instinctively withdrew her hand.

But she was a moment too late.

The jade-green bracelet was once again perfectly intact on her wrist.

“Don’t take it off again.” Sylvan Cheney instructed, not allowing her any objections.

“It’s too expensive, I can’t accept it.” Jasmine Yale frowned.

She stared at the bracelet for a long time, really, it was far too precious.

She hadn’t expected Sylvan Cheney to still want to give it to her.

“You’re the most suitable owner for it, keep it.” Sylvan Cheney held down her hand, preventing her from moving.

Jasmine Yale finally relented.

She had a hundred ways to give it back to him, and he had a hundred ways to put it back on to her.

She had no choice but to accept.

The bracelet was very beautiful, glowing faintly with a brilliant, translucent hue.

“I’ll have to attend a meeting at the corporation later. Don’t leave the hospital room, I’ll arrange for someone to stay with you.” Sylvan Cheney looked at her.

She had really lost a lot of weight.

“Where could I go? All of Landon is under your control.” Jasmine Yale replied with indifference, “I’m not going anywhere.”

“Good.” Sylvan Cheney didn’t sense anything amiss, he just thought Jasmine Yale was a bit resentful.

Seeing Jasmine Yale like this made him uncomfortable.

“By the way, where is Joe Heath? Have you done something to him?” Jasmine Yale asked, concerned.

“What could I do to him? He’s gone overseas for work.” Sylvan Cheney replied, slightly annoyed.

“How could he possibly not call me at all?” Jasmine Yale didn’t believe it.

Sylvan Cheney looked at her, a cold look in his eyes.

“I won’t allow him to have any more contact with you.”

“Why are you like this?! When I was on the verge of dying, it was him who stayed with me, helped me find work, accompanied me to relax. What right do you have to stop me from contacting him?”

Jasmine Yale was really angry.

When she was close to death, it was Joe Heath who made porridge for her, staying up days and nights.

And what about Sylvan Cheney?

He left with Yolanda Fern without even casting a glance at her.

She didn’t even hope for Sylvan Cheney to pay attention to her, at the very least, he should have checked if she was dead.

“Just because of this, you’re taking his side?” Sylvan Cheney stared at her, “Don’t ignore my words, you’re forbidden to have contact with him!”

“Sylvan Cheney, you’re really unreasonable!”

Jasmine Yale was so angry she stopped drinking her soy milk, turned away and walked towards the bed.

Sylvan Cheney suppressed his emotions: “The brown sugar tea is in the thermos, remember to drink It.”

He put his gloves back on, straightened his tie and left.

As Sylvan Cheney left, his unique presence also disappeared.

Jasmine Yale was quite upset by him, feeling frustrated, she switched on her tablet.

As soon as she connected to the internet, a heavy entertainment news headline popped up!