Chapter 1335: Chapter 1335: It feels so bad, so uncomfortable…
Jasmine Yale huddled like an abandoned kitten, hidden in the dim corner under the tree.
Holess.
Crying and crying, Jasmine felt terribly uncomfortable, the burning sensation almost consuming her entirely.
She had no idea how strong the effect of the dication was, just one sip of wine, and it caused such a massive reaction.
Jasmine bit her lip, unbuttoning her coat.
Cold wind blew against her body, but it was of no use!
She felt so hot!
The dication was so effective, she couldn’t imagine the scene upstairs now.
She had made him drink an entire glass of red wine.
She clutched her head, unwilling to think about those things, but the heat in her body didn’t subside at all, it even grew fiercer.
Jasmine felt like she was going insane, wondering why she felt such intense sensations.
She simply took off her coat, planning to find a hotel to take a cold shower.
Too uncomfortable.
It felt like being tornted under the scorching sun, her body shouting with strong desires.
She held her coat in one hand and the wall with the other.
Sweat dripped from the tip of her nose, her legs felt light and shaky, trembling constantly.
She had never felt this way before and didn’t know how to cope.
At that mont, her mind unexpectedly conjured inappropriate mories, like when she was twenty…
Her consciousness was hazy, only rembering the touch of Sylvan Cheney’s body.
She even felt so longing.
“No…” she pinched herself, shook her head vigorously, realizing it was the dication starting to take effect.
She really hadn’t expected the dication to be so potent.
She had only taken one sip.
She didn’t have much imagination about intimate matters, let alone longing, but now she was in so much pain, wanting soone to hold her.
She hadn’t expected to suffer so much, to relieve it, she could either take a cold shower or go to the hospital.
Just one sip had caused such a huge reaction, what about him…
Joan Harry had already been there for a while, by all logic, what was supposed to happen had happened.
Suddenly, tears stread down from her eyes again.
“Sylvan Cheney, Sylvan Cheney…” she leaned against the wall, hiding in the dark, calling his na.
Due to the dication, her voice unwittingly had a touch of sultriness.
She didn’t notice herself, just painfully calling his na.
What was supposed to happen had already happened.
There was no turning back.
Well, this ti, he certainly wouldn’t be reckless, he would definitely marry that young lady.
She knew him to be a responsible person, although he may not express much verbally, he would definitely act accordingly.
Joan Harry was quite nice; she believed that Joan marrying Sylvan would make a good wife.
The Cheney Residence needed a mistress, and the Cheney Family needed a wife.
He was not young anymore; it was ti for him to start a family.
Jasmine closed her eyes, hot tears rolling down her cheeks.
“Sylvan Cheney, take care, I’m leaving…” Jasmine muttered to herself, wandering along the dim wall, she wanted to get away from this place.
The cold wind blew, but the heat on her body did not dissipate; instead, it intensified.
Jasmine tugged at the collar of her sweater, uncomfortable.
Her little face contorted, eyebrows slightly furrowed, a face full of pain.
“So uncomfortable, so uncomfortable…” she wanted to cry.
Why did she feel so tornted, as if being roasted on fire?
Suddenly, the image of her kissing Sylvan that evening leapt into her mind, her lips burning too, wanting to kiss him.
This urge, it couldn’t be suppressed, even though she had been exposed to the cold wind for a long ti.
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