Fated love: the unwanted bride

“We’ve met so few times that I can count them all,” Jasmine Yale said as she looked at him.

The man in front of her was young and handsome, exuding elegance and grace even in the simplest sweater.

Yet, she could not guess what he was thinking.

“Does liking someone have to be spelled out clearly?” Joe Heath wrinkled his brow in displeasure.

What a fool.

An idiot.

“Oh.” Jasmine gave a faint response, then suddenly asked, “Joe Heath, would you use me?”

Joe Heath sneered.

“What’s so compelling about you that I would take advantage of? I’m not like my big brother. He’s inhuman, but I’m different. Also, my family isn’t as complicated as his.”

Joe Heath stopped there.

Of course, he wouldn’t exploit Jasmine.

Regarding it as any kind of achievement to use women…

Jasmin frowned, “Mr. Cheney…what’s so complex about his family?”

She was a bit intrigued.

After all, she had lived in Cheney Residence for twelve years and as far as she could see, things were pretty straightforward.

The Cheney Residence revolved around Sylvan Cheney. His father lived overseas and his mother passed away a long time ago.

It seemed peaceful, nothing complicated.

“Do you know anything after being kept in the dark by my brother for twelve years?” Joe Heath looked surprised.

Was she too naive, or was Sylvan too cunning?

“Know what?” Jasmine looked at him wide-eyed.

” Don’ t you even know what happened to my brother’ s mother?”

Jasmin shook her head, her face filled with astonishment.

She genuinely didn’t know.

Nobody at the Cheney Residence mentioned it, neither did Sylvan. She only knew Sylvan’s mother died quite a long time ago.

Was she too careless?

“Ha, ha,” Joe Heath laughed, “Looks like my brother didn’t really consider you one of his own, he just picked up a little pet to amuse him.”

His words upset Jasmine.

She looked down, stabbing her fork into the food on her plate.

“Do you know that my brother and his father have a serious falling out and no longer associate with each other?”

Joe Heath watched her, exuding an air of calm and leisure.

Jasmine shook her head again.

“Pfff.” Joe Heath burst out laughing, “Ha, ha, ha, Jasmine Yale, now I understand, you’re nothing more than my brother’s pet, no wonder he’s so possessive, he doesn’t want to let go of his little pet.”

Jasmine, irritated, threw her fork down.

“I am not a pet!”

“Oh?” Joe Heath drew out the word, “Then you tell me, what do you know about my brother? Don’t tell me you know nothing? What have you been doing these past twelve years?”

Jasmine thought hard.

But…

She really knew nothing.

Ignorant.

Even after living in the Cheney Residence for twelve years, she was still an outsider.

Time couldn’t change this fact.

Joe Heath just watched her.

Seeing her speechless, unable to utter a word, he laughed.

“Look at you. My brother treats you like this and you’re helping him raise his child. What’s wrong with your brain?”

“Joe Heath!!!”

Jasmine glared at him, annoyed.

She knew she was silly, but does he need to keep repeating it?!

“Okay, I will stop. Anyway, you’re silly. Nevermind, I like silly. They’re easier to take care of.” Joe laughed heartily. “Think about it. If you decide on going to Singapore, call me.”

“Okay.”

“Eat well. Finish all the food I ordered.” Joe Heath knocked on the plate.

Seeing her pale face, Joe Heath frowned involuntarily.

She can’t even take care of herself, yet she’s helping others raise a child.

What good does self-sacrifice like this do?

How foolish.