Fated love: the unwanted bride

Sylvan Cheney reached out a hand to hold her chin, his face dark and stormy.

Jasmine Yale’s heart pounded in her chest, thumping intensely.

“You ungrateful woman!” Sylvan Cheney gnashed his teeth, speaking coldly.

“Yes, I am ungrateful. So, Mr. Cheney, stay away from me.”

“Damn!”

Sylvan Cheney was furious!

She dared to throw his own words back at him.

Jasmine Yale stared at him wide-eyed, “Are you cursing me?!”

He cursed her for the second time!

This man, who was elegant and composed three years ago, never used to curse.

Three years later!!!

Damn it!!!

Jasmine Yale was cursed at, she bit her lip, staring at him intently.

“…” Sylvan Cheney’s eyelids twitched.

He cursed her again?

But her behavior infuriated him, it was only natural for him to curse!

Seeing Sylvan Cheney guilty and not speaking, she pushed him away.

“I will advise Mr. Yale to let Little Chale stay with you. You will eventually ruin him.”

Jasmine Yale’s face was serious, there was no joking about it.

Sylvan Cheney’s mouth twitched.

Chale Chandler had been with him all his life and hadn’t been ruined, right?

On the contrary, ever since he met Jasmine Yale, he’s been insisting on marrying Jasmine Yale.

Marry your ass!

Sylvan Cheney glanced at her casually: “Go, I’m not stopping you.”

“Mr. Cheney, can you be so cruel to your own son?”

Whenever Jasmine Yale thought about Little Chale, she felt a sharp pain in her heart.

Little Chale was crying so bitterly earlier, that cry…

“Yes.”

Heartless man!

Jasmine Yale didn’t want to say another word to him, she pushed him away and walked outside.

This time, Sylvan Cheney did not stop her.

She angrily walked to the elevator, still worried about Little Chale inside her mind.

What would this psycho do to Little Chale? Beat him? Or Scold him?

She was really worried.

After getting on the elevator, she took out her phone.

For such matter, it was best to find Mr. Yale.

Jasmine Yale: Mr. Yale, I met Little Chale today, I feel your friend Mr. Cheney isn’t very kind to him.

In the suite.

Sylvan Cheney had not had time to dry the water from his hair when he saw her complaint.

Sylvan Cheney snorted contemptuously.

Complaining? Fine.

Sylvan Cheney replied: Mr. Cheney is a good man.

Jasmine Yale read it while walking downstairs.

What???

Mr. Cheney is a good man?

Has Mr. Yale been deceived!

Good man, haha.

If he was a good man, he wouldn’t cheat behind his wife and son….

Jasmine Yale: Mr. Yale, when can we meet? I plan to sign.

Sylvan Cheney: Sorry, I’m still abroad, wait a bit more.

Jasmine Yale: Can I sign directly with your lawyer?

Sylvan Cheney: In theory, yes.

Jasmine Yale: So, can I contact Lawyer Warner directly?

Sylvan Cheney: Is it urgent?

Jasmine Yale: Yes, I really like Little Chale.

Sylvan Cheney: Miss Yale… May I ask a question?

Jasmine Yale: Go ahead.

Jasmine Yale had a very good impression of Mr. Yale, an honest man.

This was what a good character was, Sylvan Cheney…. Tsk, tsk.

Sylvan Cheney paused, his fingers tapping the phone keyboard: “Miss Yale, what would you do if you had a child?”

The message arrived, Jasmine Yale paused.

If she had a child?

Her hand involuntarily went to her belly, there had actually been a child there.

More than seven months.

There was a bitterness spreading from her throat, she lowered her head and replied, “I won’t have another baby.”

Jasmine Yale thought Mr. Yale had changed his mind, so she added another

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