Chapter 644: Chapter 644 She Hurt Sylvan Cheney
“If you don’t want to drink it, then forget it.” Sylvan Cheney let go of her wrist, his tone full of helplessness and disappointnt. “In my current condition, I really can’t control you. You are free to do as you wish.”
After saying this, he moved his wheelchair and left.
He’s no longer like before.
In the past, if she said a single “No”, he would absolutely not compromise.
“I didn’t force you to stay here, you’re under no obligation to care for and Chale. If you want to leave, then go. There is no need to threaten with these words.”
Sylvan paused at the door before entering his bedroom.
Jasmine Yale stood frozen in her original spot.
Had her words hurt him?
Jasmine lowered her eyelashes, a gloomy gloss silently ford around her eyes.
Thinking about what she just said, it indeed was a bit excessive.
It was not intentional on her part.
It was his attitude that was bad.
However… she had said that she wouldn’t pick a fight with a sick person. But when her temper flared, she forgot about it.
Jasmine rubbed her forehead, feeling a tad disconcerted.
She had hurt him.
Lowering her head, she looked at the dark bowl on the table.
He said that he brewed the dicine for her himself.
Jasmine felt sowhat sorry, considering a patient was making dicine for her.
In his current state, she really shouldn’t have shouted at Sylvan.
Having lost his legs, was already a severe blow to him.
Jasmine raised her hand, gently caressing the dicine bowl.
She puckered her lips, raising her hand, and frowned.
It truly had an awful sll.
She didn’t want to drink it.
But she was at fault here, she had wounded Sylvan’s feelings.
Summoning her courage, Jasmine pinched her nose and downed all the dicine in the bowl in one gulp.
“Cough cough.” Jasmine choked a bit.
She grabbed the plain water on the tea table and chugged it down fiercely.
It was… too bitter!
Jasmine’s eyebrows furrowed tightly, her small face full of distress. It had been a long ti since she had tasted anything this unpleasant.
After drinking several cups of plain water, she managed to dilute the bitter taste in her mouth.
She rembered that there were preserved fruits in the bedroom and rushed into the room, leaving behind the cup of water.
Sylvan was sitting quietly by the window, gazing thoughtfully into the distance.
Upon entering, she imdiately started searching for the preserved fruits. Finding them, she quickly started eating, which made her feel much better.
It was nothing short of purgatorial tornt and suffering.
After noticing her arrival, Sylvan rely glanced up before returning his gaze to the window in silence.
His deep and fathomless gaze continued to rest on the scenery outside, his eyes flashing with alternating brightness and darkness.
“I drank the dicine.” She conceded, sounding casual, “Don’t be angry anymore.”
He remained silent.
“I didn’t an to say those words, I just thought you still liked to bully like you used to, I was simply resisting out of habit.”
At least in the past, that’s how she would resist when he bullied her.
But back then, she couldn’t really resist him anyway.
Sylvan still hadn’t said a word, with his back to her, looking out the window.
“Are you really mad at ? I know you are looking out for , but the dicine is bitter. It was my fault, I shouldn’t have said those things.” Jasmine stopped trying defend herself.
Looking back now, those words were indeed hurtful.
She admitted her mistake without further ado.
“If you can’t stand it, you can yell at . I won’t talk back.”
“It won’t happen again.
Her voice grew quieter and she beca more and more faint-hearted.
Sylvan still hadn’t said anything, she was running out of patience.
Exactly how angry was he?
Jasmine was in a dilemma. She didn’t know whether to stay or leave.
She stood there like a child who had done sothing wrong.
The transparent window reflected Sylvan’s stern figure, he remained silent.
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