Chapter 1121: Chapter 1121: I Don’t Want to See You for Even a Second Chapter 1121: Chapter 1121: I Don’t Want to See You for Even a Second He was drunk, and she knew it.
Suddenly, he fell into silence, uttering not a single word.
His broad, strong hands tightly embraced her, refusing to let go, just refusing to.
His temples throbbed painfully, but subconsciously he could discern Jasmine Yale’s scent, and he followed it as if chasing the light.
“Answer , Sylvan Cheney!”
“…”
Sylvan Cheney didn’t speak, his head ached.
Jasmine Yale’s slap was heavy, and his cheek still stung from the pain.
But he didn’t speak, nor did he get angry; he just held her, nuzzled her, and buried his head in the crook of her neck.
Sweet Kitty always liked to do this movent with her.
When Sylvan made the sa gesture at that mont, Jasmine’s body felt like it was being electrified; she couldn’t bear such movents.
Her body shook violently, and while he remained silent, she was in great discomfort.
“Get out,” she pushed him with force.
A man drunk on liquor wasn’t so guarded, and when she pushed him, he lifted his head from her neck.
The night was enchanting.
Outside, Sweet Kitty kept scratching at the door, owing incessantly.
“Jasy, I’m leaving tomorrow…”
“I want you to leave now!” Jasmine Yale trembled with anger.
“Jasy, it’s cold…” he tried to embrace her strongly again.
“Yes, winters in Cakago are very cold, you’re cold, but I’m not warm either,” Jasmine spoke with a sharp tone.
His arrival had robbed her of even the last bit of warmth she had.
“Who were you calling…” Sylvan’s voice was husky.
Jasmine’s brows were tightly furrowed. He had heard her on the phone?
“Who I call is none of your business, just get out, and let tell you, if you co to my house again, I’ll call the police,” Jasmine warned him, “I’ve told you, I never want to see you again in my life.”
“Life is so short; you don’t want to see , but what if I want to see you… okay?”
“No, it’s not okay! Get out!”
“I just arrived here by plane tonight, it takes twelve hours from Landon to Cakago, but the ti I’ve seen you might not even be twelve minutes…”
“Forget twelve minutes, I don’t even want to see you for twelve seconds.”
“Jasy…”
Jasmine didn’t want to argue with him any longer, she turned and twisted the doorknob.
As soon as the door opened, a wave of fresh and cool air poured in.
Sweet Kitty imdiately jumped intelligently into the living room, owing.
In the darkness, Sweet Kitty slled Sylvan’s scent.
Perhaps because the scent was too familiar, after owing for a while, it stopped.
It had thought a stranger was bullying Jasy, but… it wasn’t a stranger, so it relaxed its guard and lazily followed at Jasmine’s feet.
“Sylvan Cheney, I don’t want to see you for a single second,” Jasmine pushed him hard.
“Jasy…”
As he tried to steady himself against the wall to grasp her, Jasmine pushed with force—and with a “bang,” shut the front door!
The door closed, and her heart still pounded ceaselessly.
Her breathing was still rapid and disordered, as if her heart would jump out of her throat.
Her body was trembling; she had even forgotten to turn on the lights.
Her legs gave way, and she slumped onto the carpet, hugging her knees and staring blankly ahead.
In the dark, she could see nothing but endless blackness.
Sweet Kitty sat quietly at her feet.
The footsteps outside gradually receded, and he still said nothing.
Jasmine’s mind was in turmoil, like a tangled ball of yarn that she couldn’t straighten out.
The carpet was soft and fluffy, but as she sat on the floor, the cold invaded.
She hugged her arms tightly, feeling very cold.
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