Fated love: the unwanted bride
Chapter 1205: You Just Can’t Stand to See Me Doing Well!

Chapter 1205: Chapter 1205: You Just Can’t Stand to See Me Doing Well!

Just turning it off.

"Hey, what are you doing!" Being interrupted at such a time, Jasmine Yale was obviously unhappy, jumping up to fight for the phone!

Sylvan Cheney lifted his arm, keeping it out of her reach.

Jasmine Yale didn’t give up, she grabbed his clothes and reached for it!

"Give it to me!!!" Jasmine Yale roared at him angrily.

Playing the game and then being paused could lead to reports, and even insults! She was about to win this round!

"I’ve told you, indulgence in material things can be corruptive. In Cakago, no one would care, just focus on your studies." Sylvan Cheney looked at her indifferently, his face exceptionally calm, without a ripple.

He turned off her phone and casually threw it to her.

Jasmine Yale exploded, truly exploded!

Like a wild cat, she grabbed Sylvan Cheney’s collar and yanked it violently.

"Why are you messing with my game, you tyrant! Shameless! You just can’t stand seeing me happy! I play games because I have nothing to say to you, what else should we do? Stare at each other?"

Jasmine Yale’s grip around Sylvan Cheney’s neck was painfully tight.

Unexpectedly, she was quite strong.

His deep eyes quietly looked at her without much motion, his face still like a calm lake.

In contrast, Jasmine Yale was much angrier.

Her long eyelashes trembled nonstop, her small hands clinging to his collar, kneeling on the seat.

When she was angry, she had the habit of pouting, a habit she and Chale Cheney shared exactly.

Watching her angry demeanor, he bent his lips slightly and smiled.

When he smiled, she realized how close she was to him, only inches away.

"You have nothing to say to me?" Sylvan Cheney asked her.

"Yes."

Jasmine Yale let go of her grip, released his collar, and then settled back into her seat.

She realized her reaction had been too extreme.

But she couldn’t be blamed, anyone would be furious if their game were interrupted in the middle.

She and he were from different worlds; they simply couldn’t find common topics to talk about.

Moreover, after being apart for three years, they hadn’t spent much time together this whole year, losing the tacit understanding they once had.

In those twelve years, she used to know his every intention just by the motion of his hand.

But now, she was increasingly unable to understand him.

Especially after learning that he had kept many things from her, she was scared of him to her bones, despite his apparent gentleness towards her.

"Leaving without saying anything to me? Jasy, when did you become so heartless?"

"I’ve always been heartless, didn’t you know?"

"I really didn’t know," Sylvan Cheney chuckled.

Jasmine Yale felt like she was being seen through and said lightly, "Don’t act like you understand me so well. I’ve changed, get it?"

"I do understand you, like the back of my hand."

"You’re so annoying! You don’t understand me at all, you just don’t!"

"Alright, whatever you say."

Jasmine Yale choked on her words.

What does he mean by whatever I say?

"I call you a tyrant, do you admit it?"

"..."

"Didn’t you say whatever I say goes?"

"If that makes you happy," Sylvan Cheney responded casually, shooting her a glance.

Jasmine Yale felt deflated, sitting there not quite happy.

"Take care of yourself in Cakago."

"I’m not a child, you don’t need to remind me. Instead of worrying about me, you should check on Chale. He’s quite pitiful alone in Lonton..."

"I know about my own son."