Fated love: the unwanted bride
Chapter 1208: Jasy, This Is My Girlfriend

Chapter 1208: Chapter 1208: Jasy, This Is My Girlfriend

Jasmine Yale could never forget the roaring voice of her English teacher from behind her, "Jasmine Yale, if you can, then don’t bother coming back to class!"

After that incident, she was mocked by her classmates for several weeks and became known as a bad student among many teachers.

But at that time, she seem to think of nothing else, driven by a single thought—she wanted to see him, desperately so.

How many months were there in a year, yet it had been a month since she last saw him.

At an age when love first awakened, she hated that she couldn’t see him every day. The separation of a month was unbearable for her.

All she could think about was his appearance, wondering if he had lost weight, or if he might not recognize her.

Furthermore, he was abroad again, and she had heard that there were many beautiful girls overseas—the white, rich, and beautiful kind.

Would he bring a girlfriend back with him?

Ever since she realized how much she liked him, she constantly worried that one day he would suddenly bring a girl home and introduce her with a smile, "Jasy, this is my girlfriend."

She had thought about such scenes and precisely because she had, she didn’t want to see them.

But what could she do if it really happened one day?

Hide away and cry?

Definitely, she was such a crybaby.

Thinking like this made her even more eager to see him, but not his girlfriend!

No!

Jasmine Yale ran quickly with her backpack toward the school entrance, hailing a taxi on her way to the Cheney residence.

That winter was very cold.

She was wearing a white down jacket, but it couldn’t fend off the biting cold.

The blowing wind felt piercingly sharp.

When the taxi stopped at the airport, his flight had not yet arrived, so she had to buy a cup of milk tea and sit silently waiting for him.

For some reason, she kept feeling like he had a girlfriend.

That couldn’t be right.

As Jasmine Yale mused, she became a little unhappy. What if he really had a girlfriend? Could she still secretly like him?

Of course, she could. There was nothing wrong with an unrequited love.

Jasmine Yale sipped her milk tea conflictedly.

That day, she remembered her milk tea was her favorite red bean flavor.

Waiting and waiting, she didn’t expect his flight would be so severely delayed.

The flight scheduled to arrive at six o’clock only arrived at half-past ten at night.

Jasmine Yale was very tired of waiting. She curled up in a corner of the airport, sitting quietly with her head propped up.

Fearing she might miss his arrival, she specifically asked several of the airline attendants to wake her if she fell asleep.

The young ladies, finding Jasmine Yale to be charming and cute, happily agreed to keep an eye out for her.

But she didn’t know that his flight would only arrive at ten-thirty.

And she could never have expected that, while dozing off on the seat, once she hazily opened her eyes, she would find the man she had been longing to see standing right in front of her.

With his tall stature, handsome face, and lips curved into a slight smile forming a beautiful arc.

He was wearing a neatly tailored gray overcoat, with luggage in hand.

He stood opposite her, without waking her, his gaze resting on her tender face.

Jasmine Yale almost thought she was dreaming, scrambling up and hopping toward him!

Looking up at him, she grabbed his arm, "You’re back? Is it really you? How did you see me here? With so many people at the airport, how did you spot me? How did you find me?"

"I can find you in a vast sea of people with just a glance."

Sylvan Cheney curved his lips into a smile, took off his gloves, and tenderly touched her cheek with his long fingers, his eyes shining with a profound luminosity.