Chapter 244: Will Find You a Good Ho
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He grabbed the dicine from the table and forcibly stuffed it into her mouth.
He pinched her neck, not allowing her to spit it out.
Only when she had swallowed the pills did he throw her a cold glance.
“Sylvan Cheney, you’re committing murder,” she coughed nonstop, staring at him angrily.
“You’re such an adult, yet so childish!”
“Not everyone can be like you, you’re just jealous because I’m younger.”
Sylvan Cheney scoffed.
“So bitter…” The bitterness spread in her mouth, and Jasmine Yale desperately wished she could spit out the dicine.
Only then did Sylvan soften his tone, “Once you’ve taken the dicine, your stomach won’t hurt anymore. Be good.”
She said nothing else, after all, she had already swallowed the dicine. What else could she do?
“Miss Yale, I’m quite reassured seeing you change so much,” Tor, the housekeeper started talking lightly again.
Jasmine’s mories were pulled back.
The person standing in front of her was not Sylvan Cheney, but Tor, the housekeeper.
“Taking dicine isn’t difficult, it was just taking myself too seriously before,” Jasmine replied coldly.
She was never afraid of taking dicine in the past, she just wanted to use it as an excuse to get close to Sylvan.
Sotis, to coax her.
Isn’t that how a young girl’s mind works? When she likes soone, she tries all ways to get close to him.
She was no exception.
Thinking about it now, Sylvan must have scolded her for being ‘stupid’ countless tis in his heart.
He must have despised her nurous tis.
“Miss Yale, Mr. Cheney still considers you his sister, so do not overstep your boundaries,” said Tor, looking at Jasmine with an imperceptible strictness and warning in his eyes.
Stern lines appeared on her well-seasoned face.
Do not overstep your boundaries…
Jasmine understood.
Stop making moves like trying to get into Sylvan’s bed.
“I understand,” Jasmine put the cup back on the table.
“I haven’t told anyone about what happened. You should also watch your behavior,” Tor said seriously.
Jasmine felt a tremor in her heart.
That incident, naturally, was when she slept with Sylvan Cheney when she was twenty.
Only Tor knew in the whole Cheney Residence.
“Thank you, Tor.”
“No need to thank , Mr. Cheney won’t treat you unfairly. Just last ti, he said he would find a good family for you.”
“There’s no need for that. I don’t want to have anything to do with Mr. Cheney anymore.”
Find her a good family? What did he take her for?
“That’s better, you know, Mr. Cheney and Miss Yolanda are getting along very well. Today, when Miss Yolanda had surgery, Mr. Cheney imdiately flew to Lonton.”
A growing disappointnt spread in Jasmine’s eyes…
She had guessed it right. It was indeed Yolanda’s call.
Jasmine felt a chill creeping over her. She gave a faint smile, “Tor, I’m feeling a bit cold. I’ll go upstairs first.”
“Okay.”
Jasmine turned and slowly walked towards the guest room.
As soon as she arrived, she started coughing severely.
“Cough, cough…”
Her heart was filled with an indescribable sense of loss and loathing.
She shut the door, her body weak, she gradually slumped down against the door.
Hugging her knees, burying her head between her legs, her heart…it wouldn’t stop throbbing.
She was like a superfluous person.
Tears fell continuously, soaking her pajamas.
She was originally a person who loved to cry, but these three years, she forced herself not to cry.
But now, she couldn’t help it.
There was a knife stabbed in her heart, bleeding profusely.
It hurt, it hurt trendously.
She didn’t know how long she had cried, Jasmine’s eyes went black, her mind went blank, she fainted on the cold floor.
The floor was so cold, it was colder than the river water in autumn..
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