Fated love: the unwanted bride

Chapter 652: Chapter 652: Only for the Daughter-in-law Nôv(el)B\\jnn

“Hmm,” Sylvan Cheney looked satisfied. He particularly liked it when Jasmine Yale was obedient.

Of course, he also liked it when Jasmine was not obedient.

Like a little kitten, she squatted next to his leg, gentle and lovely.

“Are you leaving? I’ll walk you out,” Jasmine looked up at him.

His gaze stayed on her face, not moving away, burning like a steadfast adhesive.

“Anything else you need to tell me? Hmm?” Sylvan countered.

“By the time you return, my cooking may have improved.”

Sylvan laughed and tousled her hair: “It’s not like I was complaining.”

“Sure you weren’t, you barely ate anything at lunch today, clearly a complaint!” Jasmine mumbled under her breath.

That was pretty obvious.

“If your cooking doesn’t taste good, I’m still here. If mine is good, that’s enough.” Sylvan pinched her cheek.

Jasmine turned to face him.

“I should get going now; Charles Mcintosh is waiting for me.”

“I’ll walk you out,” Jasmine Yale got up.

“Little Chale might not know that you’re leaving, he’s upstairs napping. Should we wake him up?” Jasmine asked.

“No need, just don’t spoil him too much.”

“Mr. Cheney, how did you manage to raise Little Chale so well?” Jasmine had always been curious.

“Oh? Want to know? If you want to know, give birth to one and I’ll show you how it’s done.”

Jasmine: “…”

The statement sounded strange.

Why would he be the one raising the child if she had one?

At the door, Jasmine stopped.

The rain outside drizzled down, the sky was dim, curtains of rain fell onto the ground, leaves, eaves… ubiquitous.

A chill wind infiltrated her collar as she stepped outside.

Bone-chillingly cold.

Jasmine bent down to carefully retie his scarf.

“The weather is very cold today but soon, it will be spring,” she whispered quietly.

“Take care of yourself.”

“I know.”

She revealed a length of snowy white wrist as lifted her hand, the jade bracelet concealed in her sleeve.

Sylvan reached out, caressing her wrist and the bracelet.

“Jasy, I forgot to tell you. This bracelet is a family heirloom from my mother, only given to daughters-in-law.”

“Ah,” Jasmine was taken aback. Instinctively, she tried to remove the bracelet.

Sylvan caught her wrist. His voice was commanding: “You’re not allowed to take it off.”

“Wasn’t this from the temple?” Jasmine was exasperated.

That’s what he said last time.

She remembered!

If he had said it was his mother’s, she certainly wouldn’t have accepted it.

But he said it was from a temple and once she wore it, she couldn’t return it. Thus, she accepted it.

“I didn’t deliberately deceive you.” Sylvan pleaded innocence.

Jasmine was even more irritated, he deceived her and he’s playing the victim?

“If I hadn’t lied, you wouldn’t have accepted it.”

“Liar!” Jasmine huffed.

She was frustrated but maintained a smile.

Sylvan: “…”

“Go now, just go, liar!” Jasmine was furious.

How did he become so good at lying, so earnestly too.

Back then, she really believed he got it from a temple. She had wondered for quite a long time, how he, the person he is, would go to a temple.

Now it makes sense.

Liar!

“Jasy…”

“Liar!!” Jasmine was pissed. “Don’t want to care for you anymore.”

“Why are you acting like Chale,” Sylvan sounded helpless.

She would stop caring for him when she gets mad.

“Jasy, there’s another secret,” he gestured to her.

“Hmm?” Jasmine tilted her head.

“Lean in, I’ll tell you.”