Chapter 1703: Chapter 1703: Love is Like a Rose
When this happened, Sylvan Cheney was nine years old, and she was only three.
She rembers almost nothing, no cakes or milk tea.
If she could, she would want nothing, just wished none of this had happened, and that her dad and mom hadn’t experienced life and death parting.
In the Cheney Family’s hunt of the Xinez Family, the most painful were her mom and dad. Amidst the escape, they got separated, and she was taken to Willow Wave City by her mom, who compromised and married Kaine Zahir to give her a place to stay.
As for dad and brother… she doesn’t know where they are either.
She thinks, mom must love dad very much, just like she loves Sylvan Cheney very much.
In the rain, she dazedly looked at the tombstone.
Actually… Qiana Childe also loved Teagan Cheney very much.
Love is like a rose, bright and beautiful, only sotis, so roses are paper roses, unable to withstand the wind and rain.
Yana Yale and Hadley Xinez’s love is a Blue Demoness, alluring and magnificent.
Whereas Qiana Childe and Teagan Cheney’s love is more like a paper rose, splendid but without fragrance.
The pain in Jasmine Yale’s shoulder has slightly eased, perhaps she has beco numb.
As the wind blew, her nose was filled with the scent of blood.
Tor and Lana Fern opened their eyes again.
Lana Fern saw the bullet hit Jasmine Yale’s shoulder blade, blood flowing continuously.
She was initially stunned, then walked fearfully to Spencer Childe’s side, pulling at his shirt corner, “Grandpa… It should have been a bullet to the temple, only this way can we comfort the souls of all those in heaven.”
“I won’t let her see the morning sun, before she dies, I’ll torture her to death. The Xinez Family, not one of them is any good!” Spencer Childe said angrily.
Jasmine Yale could hear, her face pale yet calm, “Mr. Childe, your late life’s tragedy doesn’t co from Mrs. Childe’s death nor from your old age, but from the fact that you’ve never truly cared for anyone. Always viewing everyone the sa way, be it the Xinez Family or Sylvan Cheney.”
“Patronus Xinez can’t represent , just like Teagan Cheney can’t represent Sylvan Cheney. But you, you view everyone the sa.” Jasmine Yale said, gritting her teeth, speaking with effort, pain stabbing deeply, “If you could see Sylvan through eyes of acceptance or appreciation, you’d find he’s completely different from Teagan Cheney, but you haven’t.”
“You see Sylvan with eyes of resentnt, you don’t even want to acknowledge your blood relation to him, don’t want to admit he’s your grandson. But had you accompanied Sylvan from the mont he was born, watched him grow happily, liked him, cared for him, cherished him, your later years wouldn’t be so desolate, but with children and grandchildren surrounding you, enjoying family happiness.”
Jasmine quietly spoke, she couldn’t see Spencer Childe’s face turning very unpleasant.
She touched upon the taboo within Spencer Childe’s mind, but she still had to speak.
So words, staying silent is death, speaking them is also death, might as well speak them.
Otherwise… how to endure this endless long night.
“Mr. Childe, you always entirely shift the bla of that accident to the Xinez Family, but you’ve never considered whether you yourself made any mistakes in the whole matter. You haven’t returned to the country for years, Mrs. Childe was bearing the responsibility of Cheney Family, for the company’s rapid developnt, to make a na in Landon, she even went as far as engaging in illegal acts, smuggling.”
These things, she already knew when Joe Heath showed her the court docunts.
She believes Sylvan Cheney conducts his business with integrity.
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