Fated love: the unwanted bride - Chapter 488

Chapter 488: Chapter 488: All Given to One Person

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The next day, Jasmine Yale stayed in her room and didn’t come out.

She was waiting for Sylvan Cheney to leave.

But, Sylvan Cheney didn’t seem to have any intention of leaving the house.

Jasmine thought, he probably wouldn’t care even if she left. He owed her nothing.

After all, she was someone he had simply brought home.

He was already starting to be unable to tolerate her.

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She went downstairs with her bulging schoolbag without lifting her head, simply walking along the familiar path.

However, she hadn’t walked far when she was abruptly brought to the dining table by a forceful tug!

It was Sylvan Cheney pulling her arm!

“Miss Smallie, have breakfast,” the servant brought the tableware, “All your favorites.”

Jasmine glanced at Sylvan Cheney. He sat down quietly as if nothing had happened.

“Eat breakfast,” he said calmly.

Jasmine couldn’t figure out what he was thinking.

Had he calmed down after a night? Or did he realize that he was being unreasonable?

All her accusations were groundless. She had not had a romance too early!

He cut a piece of cake for her and made some milk.

It was as if nothing had happened.

However, because he had so misunderstood her and thrown away her Christmas present, Jasmine didn’t say a word to him.

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However, she had dismissed the idea of leaving.

Sylvan Cheney didn’t mention anything about the night before and even personally drove her to school.

Yet what was strange was that after that day, the sports committee member transferred schools. It was said that his grades were so outstanding that he went directly to join the national team for further training.

Jasmine didn’t pay much attention to it.

After all, she really had nothing with that male student.

What was a bit upsetting, was that she really liked that plush doll.

…

“With Christmas approaching, all major stores in Landon will launch discount activities…”

The TV intermittently broadcasted various news.

On the couch, Jasmine then brought her thoughts back.

Those things, neither near nor far, had already passed so many years.

Looking back, it seemed like they had happened just yesterday.

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Jasmine rubbed her temples.

These happy and unhappy memories, as long as they were related to Sylvan Cheney-

Soon, they will all have disappeared like smoke in thin air.

She wasn’t sure what it felt like, and she didn’t know what would be left in her more than twenty years after these memories were removed.

That man took up a big part in her life.

All her happiness, anger, sorrows, and joys of these twenty years were given to him alone.

Soon, none of these will exist.

Jasmine sat on the couch with her legs drawn up. The living room was not warm enough, but she was not that cold.

Her eyes were lackluster, and even a bit dull.

The quietness of the night when you’re alone can be unnerving.

It’s completely empty.

Jasmine’s gaze was unfocused, simply staring blankly at the TV.

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Suddenly, her mobile phone rang-

She was taken by surprise and looked down.

Sylvan Cheney.

Why was he calling her at this hour?

Jasmine answered weakly: “Hello…”

There was a deep and sexy male voice on the other side: “What are you doing?”

“Nothing, watching TV,” she responded perfunctorily, “Why did you call me?”

She didn’t know where Sylvan Cheney was, only knew that he was on a business trip.

Over the years, he often went on business trips, and she was used to it.

She later found out that sometimes he was really on a business trip, and sometimes he was just visiting Yolanda Fern.

This time, he might also be in Lonton.

“Christmas is coming.”

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“I know,” Jasmine said indifferently.

“Are you free on Christmas?”

“What?” Jasmine looked puzzled.

“I’m asking you out.”