Fated love: the unwanted bride

Right now, the only person who could help her review the contract was Sylvan Cheney.

She didn’t know any friends who studied law.

“Small? Not big.”

Sylvan Cheney glanced at her, disposed a cigarette box and pulled out a cigarette with his fingers.

He didn’t light up the cigarette, he just held it between his fingers and played with it.

“If you don’t want to review it, it’s fine. I’m sure Mr. Yale won’t cheat me.”

Jasmine Yale slapped the contract onto the table; she was really angry.

This man, always so arrogantly playful once he’s shown a bit of kindness.

Who would be so conceited?

How could anyone be like this?

On the table, there was a pen left by Lawyer Warner. She glanced at it. Should she sign now?

The trouble was, she didn’t even know where she should sign.

“You’ve never met Mr. Yale, yet you trust him so much?” Sylvan Cheney spoke calmly.

“Some people have never met, but they are like old friends. Others, we meet every day, but we don’t know their hearts. Mr. Cheney, I believe you understand this better than I do.”

Jasmine Yale insinuated.

Sylvan Cheney leaned towards her slightly, his gaze locked on her face.

“Are you talking about yourself, hmm?”

“Whoever I am talking about, they know.”

“So, you would rather trust the unseen Mr. Yale, than me?”

“Yes.” Jasmine’s gaze was firm.

At least, Mr. Yale is modest and courteous, very patient when he speaks with me, unlike Sylvan Cheney!!!

He’s a tyrant! Overbearing! Always having his way! Barbaric!

“Remember what you said.”

Sylvan Cheney clenched his teeth, nearly tossing the lighter in his hand in anger!

What a waste of his affection for her.

Jasmine did not respond to him and continued to stare at the contract.

Anyway, she couldn’t understand it, so she decided to call Lawyer Warner back, “Lawyer Warner!”

Lawyer Warner came immediately upon being called.

“Miss Yale, is there a problem?”

“When will Mr. Yale come back to the country?”

“Probably…”

“In about half a month.” Sylvan interjected.

“Oh, oh.” Jasmine played with the pen in her hand, “This is what I’m thinking. I’m going to sign the contract, but I want to sign it in person with Mr. Yale.”

“That’s possible.” Lawyer Warner nodded.

“I’ve looked over the contract, there’s no problem, I basically agree.” Jasmine smiled.

Sylvan sneered, she couldn’t even understand one clause of it.

“Okay, okay, if Miss Yale has no problem, I’ll go back and inform Mr. Yale.” Lawyer Warner respectfully spoke.

“Thank you, Lawyer Warner.”

“You’re welcome, Mr. Cheney has also been a great help.”

“Oh.”

“Miss Yale, do you want to keep these contracts to review again?” Lawyer Warner asked.

Jasmine had a headache and quickly waved her hands.

“No need, I might lose something so important if I keep it.”

“Okay, I’ll bring it back. Once Mr. Yale returns, I’ll inform you.”

“Great!”

Jasmine was quite curious, what did Mr. Yale… look like?

Is he a young man, in mid-age, or an older guy?

Lawyer Warner left the room carrying the files.

Jasmine hadn’t finished eating her lunch, so she sat down to continue eating the Italian pasta in front of her.

“Mr. Cheney, why aren’t you leaving?”

“I haven’t eaten lunch either.”

“Oh.” Jasmine ate her own.

Sylvan thought to himself, she really was an ingrate.

He watched her eating, and she didn’t even acknowledge him?

Jasmine was already very hungry. Just as she quickly picked up a portion of pasta, Sylvan stood up and grabbed her wrist stopping her.

Before Jasmine could respond, he grabbed her hand and directed the pasta into his own mouth..