Fated love: the unwanted bride

Back then, Sylvan Cheney was very serious, he always spoke with a stern face.

She was young and easily scared off.

At that time, despite longing for food, she would restrain herself.

Because she feared pain, and feared being unwanted.

“The candy’s delicious.” Chale Cheney became happy.

He leaned against Jasmine Yale’s shoulder, his small hands toying with

Jasmine Yale’s hair.

“Candy is tasty but you mustn’t eat too much or you’ll have cavities, and no one would want you.” Jasmine Yale blurted out.

After hearing that, Sylvan Cheney slightly raised the corner of his lips.

“Will Jasy want me?”

Chale Cheney looked expectantly at Jasmine Yale, despite being sick, his big eyes were still shining brightly.

“Jasy will only want little Chale who doesn’t get cavities and obeys.”

Jasmine Yale pinched his nose, couldn’t help but hold him closer to her bosom. Maybe because Jasmine Yale’s embrace was so warm, or maybe because he had taken medicine, the little guy yawned, a sense of sleepiness washing over him. “Baby will behave.”

“If you behave, why didn’t you take your medicine today?”

“If I took medicine, Jasy would not come.”

Saying that, Chale Cheney looked at Sylvan Cheney with fear and a sense of being wronged.

Sylvan Cheney leaned against the wall, his arms crossed, his eyes slightly narrowed as he watched them.

Jasmine Yale followed the little one’s gaze and looked at Sylvan Cheney as well. “You can’t do that next time. Even if Jasy doesn’t come, you still need to take care of your body, okay?”

“Jasy, will there be a day when you no longer need me?”

Jasmine Yale was taken aback.

It took her a while to shake her head in response, “It won’t happen.”

“That’s good.” Chale Cheney was delighted, his small feet rustling about in Jasmine Yale’s lap.

“Naughty boy.”

Jasmine Yale giggled as he tickled her, she tickled him back in response.

Chale Cheney quickly ran onto the bed, covered himself with a blanket, hiding inside.

“Is little Chale going to bed? Should Jasy leave then?”

“You can’t.” Chale Cheney slightly lifted the blanket, revealing two large eyes,

“Stay for lunch, dinner, and sleep with me.”

“Jasy has to go to work, so I can buy you nice things.”

“Uncle Cheney has money.”

“That’s different. Jasy’s money is Jasy’s, and your Uncle Cheney’s money is Uncle Cheney’s.”

Sylvan Cheney’s brows furrowed slightly, she sure knew how to differentiate. “You can also use Uncle Cheney’s money.” The little guy batted his big eyes, looking at Sylvan Cheney again, “Right, Uncle Cheney?”

Chale Cheney pouted, Elder Cheney being pretentious again.

Even though he disliked this side of Elder Cheney, there wasn’t a choice. Since

Elder Cheney was his father, he had no options.

Even if he said he disliked him, he still had to defend him when it mattered.

Sure was concerning.

Jasmine Yale quickly said, “You take a nap first. Once your fever subsides, you can go to school.”

This little one sure talked a lot!

He still had so much to say even with a fever!

Reminded her of herself when she was young.

As a child, she understood nothing, always clinging to Sylvan Cheney asking questions.

When Sylvan Cheney didn’t attend to her, she would chatter non-stop. Sometimes mumbling questions, at other times bad-mouthing Sylvan Cheney! Dreaded ghost, Great Devil, Cold Ice Cube… were all nicknames she had come up with.

Sometimes he would catch her mumbling, and he would immediately put on a stern face, demanding, “What did you say?”

At those moments, she would bolt away just like a scared cat!

She was like that as a kid, never at peace.

Compared to her, little Chale was rather well-behaved.

“But if I wake up, you’ll be gone.” The little guy shook his head.

“I…will not leave,” Jasmine consoled, “but Jasy has to go home as well..”