Capítulo 1808: Chapter 1808: They Were Born Unequal
Jasmine Yale stopped speaking, and suddenly two lines of tears flowed down from her eyes.
The countless words trapped in her heart suddenly didn’t know where to begin; it seed that no matter what she said, it had lost its aning.
He forgot her.
In just three months, he forgot her.
She knew Sylvan Cheney wasn’t a man of fiery passion, but she never expected that he would be so heartless.
However, knowing he wasn’t dead and nothing serious had happened, she was relieved.
He’s still living well, rely three months later he’s once again beco a king in another city, still the commanding CEO, wielding power.
Which was quite expected, he was born to pursue his career, there’s no business he doesn’t excel at, only the ones he doesn’t love doing.
Tears dripped onto the back of her hand, while sweat beads still erged on her forehead.
She just didn’t expect that when she t him again, he would still be pristine and noble, in glorious attire and on a spirited horse, while she remained disheveled.
She was just the most inconspicuous among the common people, striving and working hard for her livelihood, exhausting every effort to live a little better.
While he, always able to effortlessly acquire what he desires.
They were born unequal.
She used to think that by working hard she could catch up to him, but now… she wouldn’t be so naive anymore.
He is a peak she cannot look up to for her whole life, she can’t stand shoulder to shoulder with him.
In three months, she lived quite miserably, almost failing to hold on.
While he could rise swiftly, his career booming, as if reborn.
Tears are cold, but when they fall on the back of her hand, they feel scorching.
Pain emanates from her heart, this pain slowly erodes her body, limbs begin to chill.
The corners of her lips curved into a faint upward arc, knowing that he is still alive and doing quite well, she is content.
In this life, the one she wishes well for most, isn’t it him?
She never hoped he would be unwell, if possible, she hoped he would always stand tall, that would be the life matching him, not settling for her mundane existence.
Her body is ice-cold, she curls up slightly like a little kitten.
The driver glanced at her, startled once more: “Why are you crying? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere? We’re almost at the hospital.”
“No…” she said slowly with her eyes closed.
With every word, pain emanated from her heart.
Her right hand gently rubbed her left hand.
A red string was still tied around her left wrist.
She had said long ago, he would be alive…
“Are you here to find a job? I see there’s a resu in your backpack. You seem to be applying at our Jas Group? You’ve got a good eye, our group is thriving now, very promising for the future. The Cakago Branch was established earlier this year, originally headed by Miss Alice, but our CEO Cheney is even more capable, so Miss Alice gave the CEO position to him. Not exactly gave, all the sa, we’re all one family anyway.”
The young assistant’s voice was cheerful and lively, much like the sunrise between seven and eight in the morning, full of vitality.
Jasmine Yale heard it all.
Each and every word she heard.
She leaned back against the seat with her eyes closed, the corners of her mouth slightly upturned.
It’s all good.
It really is quite good.
“Miss, I think you’re quite lucky to et our CEO. Because of this chance acquaintance, I can help you make an introduction, or you can give your resu, and I’ll pass it directly to our CEO.”
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