Fated love: the unwanted bride Chapter 2119: How Many Men Have You Slept With

Jasmine Yale flipped through the photos, her gaze intense, though her expression remained calm.

She had already explained to Sylvan Cheney that she and Yukon Carbon were friends.

After a long while, she still sent a text ssage: Mr. Carbon and I are good friends.

As soon as she sent the ssage, Sylvan Cheney’s call ca through.

Chale Cheney glanced at Jasmine Yale: "Jasy is so busy."

Jasmine Yale smiled: "I’ll step out to take a call, be good, Little Chale."

Leaving the living room, Jasmine Yale found a sheltered spot under the eaves, standing, looking out at the flowing water.

The rain-washed yard was fresh and clean, the air filled with the scent of damp earth, overwhelming.

Jasmine Yale answered the phone.

On the other end, there was a mont of silence.

Jasmine Yale initiated the conversation, laughing: "CEO, Yukon and I are friends."

She couldn’t rember how many tis she had explained this to him.

It seed she had explained it too many tis.

"Jasmine Yale, how many n are you having improper relationships with?" His tone had a questioning, hesitant quality, his voice unnaturally heightened.

Jasmine Yale’s hand trembled slightly, perhaps because the wind outside was a bit cold.

"CEO, what does improper an? Are you saying that I shouldn’t have any n around , is that right? I’m not allowed to say a word to them, not allowed to have male friends, is that right?" Jasmine Yale’s voice was soft, devoid of emotion.

"Jasmine Yale, what does ’improper’ an? Don’t you know in your heart? After your husband’s death, how many n have you been involved with, don’t you know?"

"Sylvan Cheney, you’re crossing a line." Jasmine Yale’s voice remained calm and gentle, though there was a shattered look in her eyes.

"I told you not to see Yukon Carbon, yet you completely ignored ! You don’t care about , do you? Well, you have plenty of n, and I’m not at the point of being a spare tire for anyone! I don’t share won with other n either!"

Jasmine Yale’s lips trembled, her eyes surging with emotion, long unsettled, unable to speak for a while.

"Jasmine Yale!" His breathing was heavy, "Juggling several n at once, is it satisfying?"

"We’ll discuss it when I get back." Jasmine Yale said blandly.

"Back? Fine, I’ll give you two hours."

"I’m abroad, don’t be unreasonable."

"When I went to Conada, did you tell you were going abroad? Vacationing? Cheating? You kept such an important matter from , is there anything you wouldn’t dare to hide? Did you go with Yukon Carbon? Or is there another secretive sponsor?"

"I bought a ticket to return, the day after tomorrow."

"Why do you need to buy a ticket?" Sylvan Cheney sneered, his tone sarcastic, "Jasmine Yale, I’ve never seen a woman as lacking self-respect as you; saying goodbye to one mont and running to Yukon’s place the next, how many shaful acts have you done behind my back? Why are you coming back? Huh?"

"Sylvan Cheney, do you see as a woman who lacks self-respect? You said you wanted to pursue , lost interest already, huh?"

"We haven’t even gotten anywhere, and you’re already sneaking around with others; if it were serious, would you be putting a green hat on ?"

"So, what do you want to do." Jasmine Yale didn’t even bother to ask where the photos ca from, a sensitive man couldn’t be soothed or accept any persuasion.