Chapter 1718: Chapter 1718: A ring or a wedding dress?
Her mind was in a daze, she couldn’t see him clearly.
“Jasmine Yale! Jasmine Yale!” Sylvan Cheney panicked, calling her na twice in a row, “Didn’t you want a baby? Promise , live well, I’ll give you a surprise.”
A baby…
Jasmine Yale heard and laughed.
Alright…
She wanted to lift her hand, but found her arm had no strength left.
Sylvan Cheney knew he couldn’t delay any longer, or she would lose her life.
She was covered in blood, the bright red blood dyed his eyes, his heart twisted with pain, like being slowly tortured by a knife.
“Jasmine Yale, in the study at the Cheney Residence, the second shelf on the right, pull it open, there’s a safe, the password is your birthday. There’s sothing inside you want to see.” Sylvan Cheney’s voice was gentle, “But you have to live to see it, otherwise you won’t.”
Just like when they were young, she was lively, active, and smart, he always liked to tease her—
“I want to eat chocolate,” she said.
“Chocolate…” he looked at her aningfully, “There’s so in the drawer in my room.”
She would run over wagging happily, only to find the drawer had a combination lock.
He would stand by with arms crossed, watching as she sweated nervously, saying nonchalantly, “The password is the answer to the math problem I gave you last night.”
Jasmine Yale was practically going crazy.
So angry, yet she still had to keep smiling.
The whole day, she was solving math problems.
Once the problems were solved, she could eat the chocolate.
With sothing to look forward to, there was always anticipation and motivation in doing anything.
At this mont, Sylvan Cheney’s words made her think of the past tis.
She really wanted to ask, what was inside…
But he definitely wouldn’t tell her; his condition was that she lived through this.
But this condition… was much harder than solving math problems, she felt like she was nearing her limit…
What would he leave for her? A ring? Or a wedding dress? She had dread many, many tis that he would put a wedding dress on her, give her a ring.
But because she had sothing to look forward to, her head wasn’t as heavy or blurry as before, she was thinking about what he might give her.
Sylvan Cheney lowered his voice and said to Charles Mcintosh, “Charles, no matter what happens to and Jasmine, if there’s ever a choice, save Jasmine.”
“Mr. Cheney…” A painful light flashed in Charles Mcintosh’s eyes.
“Did you hear ?”
“Yes.”
Charles responded, but his heart was pierced like a knife.
He knew Spencer Childe had ruthless thods, if Qiana Childe were still around, Spencer Childe might not lay a hand on Sylvan Cheney.
But Qiana Childe had long passed, and Spencer Childe had always been prejudiced against Sylvan Cheney. Now with this opportunity, Spencer Childe would definitely try to eliminate Sylvan Cheney.
There was no real blood tie between them to begin with.
Spencer Childe looked at Sylvan Cheney with disdain, watching his grandson’s lting gaze for this woman.
To be so enamored with a woman was truly a disgrace to the Childe family.
Since that was the case, he would resolve this source of trouble, and there’d be peace thereafter!
Spencer Childe bent down, yanking Jasmine Yale from the bodyguard’s hands, and with a forceful throw, tossed her into the river!
With a “splash,” Jasmine Yale didn’t even have the chance to make a sound, the river water swept over her head.
“Jasmine!” Sylvan Cheney cried out in pain, and in an instant, the world shattered, his heart breaking into pieces.
In that mont, he grasped at the air.
All he caught was the vast white mist.
Jasmine Yale couldn’t swim, nor could she struggle, leaving death to inch closer and closer.
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