Fated love: the unwanted bride
Chapter 1291: Once Seas Cannot Be Compared to Water

Chapter 1291: Chapter 1291: Once Seas Cannot Be Compared to Water

She had been in Landon for two years and had heard a few things.

For example, Miss Yale was once an orphan, whom Mr. Cheney had brought back from the streets.

Mr. Cheney never treated her as a servant, he always had the people at Cheney Residence call her "Smallie."

Miss Yale and Mr. Cheney had spent twelve years together, day and night.

Butler Santana couldn’t understand; after twelve years, how had it come to not seeing each other for a year, who was so heartless?

Was this meant to be a lifelong estrangement?

Butler Santana really couldn’t figure out Jasmine Yale; she had grown up in the Cheney Residence, so why wouldn’t she even come home for the New Year?

Did she not consider Cheney Residence her home?

Or did she not want to see Mr. Cheney?

Butler Santana simply didn’t understand.

Sylvan Cheney took his medicine, fastened his scarf, and headed towards his Rolls-Royce.

"Mr. Cheney, take care, call me if you need anything." Butler Santana cautioned, "The roads are slippery with snow, be careful."

"Hmm."

Sylvan’s figure disappeared into the heavy snow.

The snow was severe, blurring Butler Santana’s vision.

In front of him, only the white snowflakes danced through the air, as wild and frivolous as goose feathers.

The Rolls-Royce left Cheney Residence and drove on the road.

Once one has experienced the vast ocean, it is hard to return to small waters; anything less than the enchanting mists of Wushan felt like mere clouds.

Maple Mountain.

Due to the heavy snow blocking the road, Sylvan parked the car far away and walked down to the foot of the mountain alone, holding an umbrella.

His slender fingers gripped the umbrella tightly, the knuckles distinct.

His stern face, under the gloomy sky, bore an added chill and authority.

A gust of wind blew, and his overcoat fluttered loudly.

Snowflakes landed on the umbrella, quickly covering it with a layer of white.

At the base of the mountain was a house he had specially built, where he could visit in spring, summer, autumn, and winter, each season offering a different view.

However, since he had purchased the mountain, she had only visited once.

These past two years, he had gone alone whenever it snowed.

He had said he would bring her here, so it was he who had broken his promise.

It seemed this promise would never be fulfilled in his lifetime.

In front of the house, Sylvan closed his umbrella.

He stood by the window, looking at Maple Mountain and the snowflakes.

The snow-covered mountain was beautiful, with several plum blossoms blooming at the foot, the only color in the vast white.

The day had already brightened, and Sylvan habitually spent the whole day here.

Sometimes, he lit a cigarette.

But more often, he preferred to turn off his phone and stand in silence.

Meanwhile, it was also snowing in Cakago.

It was eight o’clock in the evening in Cakago.

Jasmine Yale lazily took a bath, sat on the balcony drying her hair.

As she dried it, she realized—it was snowing!

Sweet Kitty seemed to have noticed too, it scratched the glass with its paws, excitedly looking outside.

Jasmine put down the hairdryer, cheek pressed against the glass to look out.

"Oh, it’s snowing, and quite heavily."

Sweet Kitty crawled into Jasmine’s arms, wanting to watch the snow with her.

Jasmine’s palm rested on the glass, and soon, a handprint formed.

She breathed on it, happily watching the snow outside.

She loved snowy days the most, she could sleep in late in the morning, make a snowman when she got up, or watch the snow slowly melt.

"Meow—" Sweet Kitty mimicked her, pressing against the glass.

Jasmine rubbed its head, "You smart little thing."

She had just taken a bath, her body carried a light fragrance of body wash, which Sweet Kitty especially loved to smell.

"Sweet Kitty, we can go play in the snow downstairs tomorrow, you like that?"

"Meow—"

She hadn’t started school yet and could enjoy her winter break.