Fated love: the unwanted bride

He remembered Jasmine Yale’s phone number, every single number of it.

He called, and it rang through.

“Hello, how are you?” Jasmine Yale was organizing files.

“Jasy…”

Chale Cheney called out in a pitiful manner. The juvenile voice was filled with a sad undertone.

Jasmine Yale froze immediately, her fingers slightly trembling.

She didn’t know where to look.

Her heart suddenly throbbed a few times.

She was somewhat distracted.

“Little Chale.” She controlled her emotions.

“Jasy, where are you? Has my dad been bullying you?”

“No, Jasy is at work.”

The sweet mellifluous voice of Chale Cheney could instantly brighten up her hollow heart, despite her knowing that it was nothing more than a momentary comfort.

Days of persistence, just crumbled.

“Is my dad truly not bullying you?”

“No.”

“We have midterm exams today, I will get the first place.”

“Good.”

“Isn’t Jasy happy? You promised me earlier that if I come first, you will fulfill one of my wishes, does that still count?”

Chale Cheney asked Jasmine Yale cautiously.

“Whose phone is this?”

“It’s Little Dahlia’ s, my desk mate.”

“Focus on your exam. We’ll talk about the rest later.”

With that, Jasmine Yale hung up the phone.

“Jasy, Jasy!” Chale Cheney cried out heartbreakingly twice.

But, there was no longer any response on the other end…

Chale Cheney lay on the table, his beautiful large eyes shrouded with a thin layer of mist.

The sunshine poured in, the teardrops glistening in the light.

Jasmine Yale felt as though there was a stone stuck in her heart, causing her to feel suffocated.

What exactly were this father and son up to?

She even thought that she should probably stop using this number.

Jasmine Yale ran to the bathroom and splashed cold water on her face.

But, Chale Cheney’s sweet voice was still incessantly echoing in her ears.

Her eyelid twitched intensely, a wave of sourness spread through her limbs and infiltrated every single cell.

“I was talking to my cousin this morning, and we chatted for a while. She said that Mr. Cheney in Landon is getting engaged.”

A whispering voice came from the other bathroom stall.

Giggles from girl gossips were scattered around.

“Mr. Cheney? Which Mr. Cheney?”

“How could there be another Mr. Cheney in Landon? We’re talking about the unreachable Cheney Family.”

“Really? There had been no rumours before. Where did you get this news? Is it accurate?”

“My cousin is a paparazzi. She’s good at obtaining information. Of course, someone intentionally leaked this info, or she wouldn’t have known. It is said that Mr. Cheney and his fiance already have a child.”

Jasmine Yale wanted to cover her ears. How is it possible that she could still hear gossip about what’s going on in her home country here in Sinkapore?

Is Sylvan Cheney really that famous?

In the past, she had not noticed it.

“This is shocking!”

“Right, there can’t be smoke without fire. This must be true. Girls in Landon will be heartbroken.”

“Who is the woman?”

“I don’t know. But the rumors are swirling, they say she’s a painter.”

Jasmine Yale threw another handful of cold water on her face.

Painter… It must be Yolanda Fern.

It’s a good thing. Once Sylvan Cheney and Yolanda Fern get married, Chale Cheney will have someone to take care of him.

The little guy always wanted a mom, and now, his wish has been fulfilled.

She didn’t have anything in common with Yolanda Fern, but it was clear that Yolanda Fern was gentle and kind, and she would surely take good care of the little guy.

This way, she wouldn’t have to worry about Little Chale anymore.