Fated love: the unwanted bride

And she, was a humble moth, following the light.

Loving him tirelessly, just so he could spare her a glance.

Later she realized, the fate of a moth chasing fire is tragic, turned into ashes, never to be reborn.

He warmed her, but also destroyed her.

He was her light, but also her abyss and darkness.

What did he feel when he read those little notes?

Was it childish? Ridiculous?

It must have been.

He was heaven’s chosen child, possessing power in Landon, holding a high position, and a person of distinguished identity.

And she? She was nothing more than a street urchin he casually picked up from the street, seen as a cat or a dog…

How could a master be fond of his pet? Her infatuation and wishful thinking were really too stupid.

The difference between them was like that between heaven and earth.

She couldn’t hide her little tricks from him.

He must have found those notes ridiculous.

“Jasy, Jasy…”

Chale Cheney gave her hand a tug.

“Huh?” Jasmine came back to her senses, “Where is that box now?”

“I don’t know, I’ll have to ask my dad. Jasy, are you also curious? There are a lot of notes inside.”

“I’m not curious.” Jasmine smiled.

Her hand clenched around little Chale’s hand.

The candy box, the last time she remembers putting a note in it was when she was eighteen.

She gathered up the courage to confess her love to him.

But fearing the awkwardness of being rejected, she casually confessed.

But, he really rejected her.

Since then, she stopped putting notes in there, sealed the box, and put it deep inside the cabinet.

Two years later, she left the Cheney Residence, and forgot about the box.

The box holding numerous girlish secrets, was left in the corner.

If little Chale hadn’t said anything she would have really forgotten.

Now that it’s been turned over again, did Sylvan find it very funny?

She feels a bit embarrassed now.

But she still remembers the scene of buying candies with Sylvan-

She pointed at the candy box and timidly asked him: “Can I have this?”

He paid without saying a word.

“Anything you want, I can provide.”

Anything you want, I can provide.

But she had never been greedy, she cherished the stability and warmth he gave her. She was afraid that all of it would burst like bubbles after waking up from this dream.

Yet…

That year, when she turned twenty, indeed everything turned into bubbles.

She was too greedy.

She wanted to be with him.

In this world, those who are too greedy often end up with nothing.

Finally, he took back everything he had given her, including their unborn child.

If she knew nothing would come out of it, she would have rather they never met.

After a walk with little Chale, Jasmine brought him back home.

Little Chale quickly fell asleep on the bed.

After taking a bath, it was already nine in the evening.

Wearing her pajamas, Jasmine quietly headed to the storage room of the Cheney Residence in the deep of the night.

She wanted to find her box.

And then, burn it.

There were many things in the Cheney Residence’s storage room, and a layer of dust had settled.

Jasmine tiptoed over, and pushed open the door.

“Cough, cough.”

As soon as she entered, Jasmine was choked.

She covered her nose with her hand, squatted down, and looked around with a flashlight.

Heavens…

There’s so much stuff here.

Jasmine was dumbfounded, how is she supposed to find it???

Where is her candy box…

After rummaging for a while, she couldn’t find the box, but her hands were covered with black dust.

“My Snow White, Snow White…”

Jasmine kept mumbling.

The flashlight slipped around the storage room, there really was everything here..