Chapter 1489: Chapter 1489: Husband, You’re So Bad
She was inseparable, leaning on his side, wherever he went, she followed.
The scenery outside the window was outstanding due to the rain, the air of the entire city was fresh and carried a slightly fishy sweet scent.
The heating here was very adequate, warmth surrounded everything.
Sylvan Cheney let go of her hand, walked behind her, and hugged her from the back.
His warm and strong palm gently caressed her abdon, his breath hot on her earlobe.
Jasmine Yale’s sparkling eyes gazed into the distance.
“Hubby, you’re so an, bringing to such a wonderful place for the first ti.” Jasmine couldn’t help but complain.
“It’s my fault.”
“Have you… brought other girls here before?”
“No.”
“Even before… before I turned twenty? You never brought Yolanda Fern here?”
“No.”
Sylvan Cheney couldn’t help but kiss her cheek.
Won also have their desires for possession.
Jasmine seed quite satisfied with his answer, the corners of her lips slightly curling upwards.
“I know you used to be very busy, busy with the Cheney Family’s affairs, with no ti for leisure and romance.” Jasmine said, “I rember there was a ti you were indeed very busy, not coming ho at night, and even if you did, you were either drunk or buried in work in the study till late at night.”
“Yes, there was such a ti.”
“And you were quite irritable during that period. One night when I brought you supper and coffee, you drove out and even smashed the cup, scaring to death.”
Sylvan Cheney furrowed his brow.
Yes, there was that one ti.
It was also winter; pushed to the brink by several old n from the Cheney family, and with financial difficulties, he was in a terrible mood.
At one or two o’clock at night, he was still busy calling several enterprises in Landon for financing.
Back then, the Cheney Family was in a volatile state, and no one dared to help lightly.
He had drunk quite a lot that night.
When Jasmine brought him supper, it was already very late.
Agitated, he lost his temper at her: “Who asked you to co over this late? And how many tis have I said, my study is not for casual entering, have you forgotten all the rules?”
“I, I’m just bringing you so supper, I won’t disturb you, and I won’t peek. There’s also coffee; if you need it, you can have so, it’s freshly ground…” She was trembling, quite frightened.
Hastily placing the supper and coffee on the table, she didn’t dare to glance at him.
Sylvan Cheney raised his hand, and “clang,” the cup fell to the ground.
Jasmine was terrified, tears about to flow, she wiped her eyes and quickly ran out of the study.
At this mont, both of them thought of this past event.
Looking at the scenery in front of her, Jasmine chuckled: “Do you feel guilty? I brought you supper and coffee in the middle of the night, and you shooed away and got mad.”
Sylvan Cheney: “…”
“I saw the light in the study and thought of checking on you.” Jasmine continued, “After you drove out, I cried all night alone in bed. At that ti, I really hated you to death.”
“Can we not talk about this?”
“No.” Jasmine pursed her lips and looked at him, “Why aren’t you feeling guilty? Losing your temper at a young girl, sha on you.”
“…” Sylvan Cheney’s mouth twitched, “It won’t happen again.”
“Oh.”
Jasmine knew, that was an extrely rare occurrence.
That ti, his mood and circumstances were indeed terrible.
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