Fated love: the unwanted bride
Chapter 1316: Really Thought You Had a Long Life

Chapter 1316: Chapter 1316: Really Thought You Had a Long Life

"Little Jasmine, I just told you everything I know, without hiding or exaggerating. Actually, my brother never lied to you, he just occasionally exaggerated a bit." Joe Heath couldn’t help but explain.

His credibility in her heart was about to be overdrawn.

It was simply too much!

"Take this time, for instance. If I hadn’t said he had an incurable disease, would you have come back? If I’d said he had a cold, you definitely wouldn’t have returned." Joe Heath grabbed her shoulders.

His deep eyes looked into her watery, large eyes, and in them, he saw confusion and endless tears.

He gently touched her shoulder, and her tears began to roll down from her eyes.

Joe Heath sighed helplessly.

He really had no choice when it came to Jasmine Yale.

That girl, spoiled by his older brother since she was little, only his brother could really handle her.

"Don’t cry, why have you started crying now, no crying allowed," Joe Heath said hopelessly. "If you have anything else to ask, ask it quickly, I need to get to the airport."

Jasmine Yale remained silent, head bowed, her gaze fixed on something unknown.

The bedroom was filled with a faint scent of magnolia; her heart continuously thumped and never calmed down.

Her eyes were red and swollen from crying.

After a long time, she finally moved her lips, "Does Joan Harry like Mr. Cheney?"

"Huh? Why do you ask that? She does seem to have a good impression of my brother, probably likes him. Ah, a man like my brother, what woman wouldn’t like him?" Joe Heath spoke frankly.

In that respect, he felt inferior.

"Joan Harry is very beautiful, everything about her is good, makes a perfect wife." Jasmine Yale’s voice was lackluster. "What can’t he accept about her, acting like a child, truly capricious."

"Because Joan Harry isn’t you."

Jasmine Yale laughed, "So, he really is capricious, isn’t he?"

"Yes, very capricious."

"Has he forgotten that I am the granddaughter of his enemy, the Ximenez Family... destroyed the Cheney Family completely..." Jasmine Yale murmured, her voice very low.

"What?" Joe Heath didn’t catch what she said.

"Nothing... he just got confused for a moment."

"I don’t think so," Joe Heath disagreed.

"No, it’s just a moment of confusion. He just hasn’t seen Miss Harry’s good qualities. If he could get along well with Miss Harry, he would realize his capriciousness. When he goes to jail, he’ll definitely regret it." Jasmine Yale laughed, "He’s grown so much, interacted with so many people, how can he not weigh the pros and cons? Going to jail? For ten years? Does he really think his life is that long, to live a hundred years?"

Jasmine Yale’s eyes held a distant light, "What’s wrong with Miss Harry? She’s great, beautiful, comes from a good family, everything’s good about her. He just didn’t come around this time, but when he really goes to jail, he’ll regret it, certainly."

"He just temporarily doesn’t like Miss Harry, doesn’t feel anything for her, but feelings can be cultivated slowly, and he will like Miss Harry in the future."

Jasmine Yale’s tone was very certain, yet... filled with sadness.

He was just being shortsighted and capricious.

He would regret it.

"Is he really that grown and still can’t see the pros and cons, like a child playing house?" Jasmine Yale laughed, "Even giving up the Cheney Family? So capricious, how can that be like someone in his thirties?"

They say she’s naive, that she’ll be deceived.

What about him? Naïve to the core, like a three- or four-year-old child, discarding what he does not like.