Capítulo 2177: Chapter 2177: Improper Relationship Between Man and Woman
He held her captive in his embrace, grasping her waist, kissing her forcefully.
All the passionate words turned into kisses, imprinted on her lips.
Sylvan Cheney kissed with a bit of urgency, even unease, as he attempted to capture her lips, to hold her, so that… she couldn’t leave.
He kissed her, but she turned her head, trying to avoid him.
However, a pregnant woman’s strength could never match his, and Jasmine Yale was held in his arms, allowing him to kiss her in the darkness.
Whether it was too dark, or he was too nervous, Jasmine felt no pleasure from the kiss, instead… his biting was quite uncomfortable.
“Mm…” She pushed him away, her brows knitted deeply, struggling to breathe.
At first, he was reluctant to let go, but Jasmine was truly uncomfortable, wriggling painfully in his embrace, her cheeks flushed.
Sensing her like a startled fawn, Sylvan nervously loosened his hold, looking at her face under the faint light: “Did I hurt you?”
“Let go of your hands.”
Sylvan quickly released his hands.
Jasmine stepped back, watching him warily, her eyes carrying an indescribable expression.
Under the weak light, he clearly saw the detachnt and indifference on her face.
“Jasmine…” He looked at her, bewildered and at a loss, “I…”
Jasmine left his embrace, her eyes still marked by vigilance.
She gazed at his face, speaking lightly: “Sylvan Cheney, ‘caring’ is not your excuse to hurt recklessly. During this ti, how many of those words have you said, I don’t need to count them for you.”
“Jasmine…”
“Sylvan Cheney, your emotional intelligence isn’t low, yet you say things to that are deeply embarrassing, indiscriminately. I’m a woman, and a mother, and you? You haven’t shown enough respect. Do you know what it ans for a woman when you say she has improper relations with many n, in front of her? It ans, unforgivable.”
In the dark, specks of starlight flickered in Jasmine’s eyes.
Those vividly bright colors blossod silently beneath her eyes.
She looked at him, kept looking.
Caring… is this the way?
To say in front of her, in front of her baby, that her private life is chaotic, is this called caring?
No matter who it is, even if it were the Sylvan Cheney of the past saying this to her, she would not forgive him.
“Jasmine…” Sylvan clenched his fists uneasily, wanting to reach out and hold her, but… he lacked the courage.
He looked at her, unwilling, apprehensive, his fists clenched, then released.
His throat moved slightly, yet he could no longer utter a word.
The air, solidified, fell into silence…
In the dark corner, their breaths tangled, spreading in the narrow space.
No words were spoken, and Jasmine said nothing further.
At this mont, everything around was exceptionally quiet.
Sylvan silently watched Jasmine, and Jasmine looked at him, but did not shy away from his dim gaze, only the expression in her pupils was ambiguous.
After a long while.
Jasmine slowly spoke, “Let be alone for a while.”
With that, she brushed past him and left.
This ti, it was Sylvan’s turn to watch her figure slowly recede into the distance until it beca a tiny dot and disappeared around the corner.
She walked very slowly, a very short distance, yet it took her a long ti.
For as long as she walked, he watched from the sa spot.
Under the streetlamp, Jasmine’s figure seed sowhat bloated, her steps a bit unsteady, walking unsteadily.
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