Fated love: the unwanted bride Chapter 1354: Staying at His House

Last night, Butler Santana was truly frightened.

But there is a saying... spouses quarrel at the head of the bed and reconcile at the foot of the bed.

Butler Santana suddenly rembered this saying, though Mr. Cheney and Miss Yale are not spouses, who can tell about the future?

But their current state really did resemble that of a married couple.

"Running around while sick, it’s better to stay at ho," Jasmine Yale muttered.

Saying this, she went back to the bedroom again.

Thankfully, there was a thick carpet laid on the floor, so walking barefoot was not only warm but also comfortable.

She glanced at the ti, it was nine o’clock in the morning.

The weather was good today, the sunlight outside the window was bright and brilliant, dyeing the white clouds with a layer of color, making everything look splendid and beautiful.

Jasmine Yale squinted her eyes.

It had been a long ti since she had seen a morning in Landon like this.

She didn’t want to go back to Cakago.

Jasmine Yale sat at the edge of the bed and made a phone call to Sylvan Cheney.

"Are you awake?" He was the first to speak, his voice as deep and llow as always.

"Mm, I woke up and didn’t see you, I thought you ran away."

"..."

"There are so many beautiful won outside, I’m afraid you’d be snatched away one of these days," Jasmine Yale pouted, her tone full of possessiveness.

"No matter how beautiful other won are, it seems they are not as alluring as Little Fox."

"I didn’t lure you, you bit the bait yourself," Jasmine Yale retorted boldly.

"Have you had breakfast?"

"Not yet, when will you co back?"

"Noon."

"Oh, then co back early, I can’t eat without you here."

"Jasmine Yale, when do you plan to leave? You can’t just keep staying at my place."

Jasmine Yale was stunned, feeling wronged: "Why are you suddenly asking to leave, I don’t want to go, I’m not going back to Cakago."

"You can’t just be capricious." Sylvan Cheney said indifferently, "I heard you’ll be starting school in ten days."

"Jerk!" Jasmine Yale didn’t want to listen anymore and hung up the phone with a snap.

A perfectly good morning, now disrupted.

Jasmine Yale reluctantly, sent an email to her departnt requesting leave.

She didn’t want to leave.

Jasmine Yale got out of bed, washed up, and her mind was filled with his voice.

Why must there be such jerkish n, who change personalities as soon as they put on their clothes.

How did she beco soone who overstayed at his house...

When she ca downstairs, Jasmine Yale looked listless, sitting alone at the dining table drinking milk.

"Miss Yale, this apple was peeled by Mr. Cheney himself before he left this morning," Butler Santana handed her an apple.

"I don’t want it."

"It was peeled by Mr. Cheney himself."

"Let him eat it himself."

"..." Butler Santana didn’t know what else to say.

Jasmine Yale listlessly sipped on her milk, suddenly losing her appetite.

The warmth of last night was still present, yet today he already turned his face away and refused to acknowledge her.

She drank half of her milk, Jasmine Yale didn’t want to eat anything, and sat on the sofa wrapped in a blanket, switching through TV channels with the remote.

Channel after channel, completely bored.

There used to be this and that pursuer, now there was only one left, perhaps it was just staying at the Cheney Residence.

Even until now, he hadn’t explicitly told her the word "love," but she seed obsessed.

Jasmine Yale rested her head on her hand, turned on a law-thed program.

This episode was about a real-life divorce case.

The male and female protagonists had been married for many years and were very loving, but the man still couldn’t resist the temptation of another woman and had an affair.

When n decide to be cruel, they really can be ruthless, discarding their long-ti wife without a second thought.