Fated love: the unwanted bride

At first there were only a few flakes, but gradually, it became heavier.

Sylvan Cheney opened an umbrella and wrapped an arm around Jasmine Yale’s waist.

One tall, one short, they walked along the path leading to Maple Mountain…

Jasmine was very close to Sylvan, a feeling… like she was back to the time when she was seventeen.

She tightened her coat but didn’t feel cold.

Being taller, he blocked most of the wind and snow for her.

Sylvan’s umbrella was tilted towards her quite a lot, with snowflakes falling on his shoulders.

The clouds were dark, and the sky was dim.

Snowflakes kept falling from the sky, covering the ground gracefully.

Sylvan followed Jasmine’s pace, walking very slowly, they kept moving uphill along the path.

“Beyond this path is a viewing platform. I had it made into a panoramic glass view. You can watch the snow without feeling cold, it’s warm in winter and cool in summer,” Sylvan explained as they walked.

“You had someone specially make it?” Jasmine was surprised.

She remembered that it wasn’t there before.

“Yes.”

“How much did it cost?” Jasmine couldn’t believe it.

Sylvan held her hand and laughed, “Why don’t you ask how much effort I put into it? Huh?”

Jasmine fell silent.

The construction of a glass platform on the mountain, it was obvious that it took a lot of effort.

“Come whenever you want. I’ve bought this Maple Mountain.”

Jasmine was again amazed, looking at him incredulously.

“You… you bought it?”

“Is there a problem?”

“Why? Are you planning a project here?” Jasmine was stunned.

Besides its scenic beauty, this mountain didn’t seem to offer much value for any other use.

It was far from the city, with sparse human population and surrounded by green trees and farmland.

Perhaps her view was too limited to see its value.

“Enjoy the scenery, take a vacation, doesn’t it sound good?” Sylvan looked down at her and raised his eyebrow slightly.

“…” Jasmine was really at a loss for words.

Is it recklessly squandering money?

“I plan to build a villa there. What do you think?” Sylvan pointed out at a certain distance.

“I don’t know.” Jasmine couldn’t help him make that decision.

This was far beyond her imagination.

And she wouldn’t come here in the future.

“Let my designer show you the blueprints in a while, you pick a style you like, and the interior design too.”

“Don’t pick for me, I don’t know.” Jasmine hurriedly refused.

His intention was quite clear, he was compensating her, but she didn’t want to accept it.

Sylvan stopped asking her. He would send over the blueprints whether she agreed or not.

“Let’s go.”

With an arm around her waist, Sylvan pulled her closer to him.

Jasmine was like a obedient little cat, nestling against Sylvan.

This man was too dominant, every move didn’t allow her to refuse.

Jasmine didn’t resist him, after all…she wouldn’t spend much longer with him.

The snow on the path had clearly been cleared, forming a smooth road.

They slowly went uphill following this road.

“Cold?” Sylvan asked again.

“No.”

“Hmm.”

Her hand was really warm, he held her with one hand and held the umbrella with the other.

“Aren’t you busy lately?” Jasmine couldn’t help asking.

“Not busy.”

“Then it’s not right for you to accompany me.”

She wanted to mention “Yolanda Fern”, but since he would not allow her, so she stopped.

“How is it not right? To me, at least it’s the most important thing right now.”

“I won’t run.” Jasmine sighed in resignation.