Fated love: the unwanted bride
Chapter 1363: Shouldn’t You Be Jealous?

Chapter 1363: Chapter 1363: Shouldn’t You Be Jealous?

"I’ve been prepared for a while now, so I’m taking it quite well," Yukon Carbon continued, "So you don’t need to feel any psychological burden about me. In the future, each of us will find our most suitable other half."

"Yukon, thank you." Jasmine Yale smiled faintly.

Ever since she met Yukon Carbon, she knew he was a good person, so much that she felt guilty.

"What’s there to thank for, since you chose to return to your country, I’ll wish you happiness and growing old with the one you love."

"I won’t forget you, I like the cookies you make."

"If you like them, come to Cakago often, and I’ll make them for you."

"Sure."

"However, if you do come, I won’t let you eat them."

"If you won’t let me eat them, then who will you let eat them? Why can’t I eat them?" Jasmine Yale huffed.

"For your baby to eat."

Jasmine’s face turned red, she didn’t expect the always serious Yukon Carbon to have such a playful moment.

On the other end, Yukon Carbon laughed softly: "Come back when you have time, I’ll be here."

"You are the best person I’ve met in Cakago, and Aunt Camden, I’m very grateful to both of you, I will be back."

"Alright, make sure to call me when you come back."

"Mhm."

Jasmine Yale was thankful for Yukon Carbon’s companionship over the past year, he had been with her to ski, to bake pastries, and to stroll through Chinatown.

What she remembered the most was that winter, when she left the department’s evening party, snow was falling from the sky, and he had just returned from Old York, they walked together under an umbrella.

It’s just a pity that the very first person she met in her lifetime was named Sylvan Cheney.

Although he had a bad temper and a difficult personality, in the whole world there was only one unique Sylvan Cheney, who doted on her steadfastly for ten years.

While Jasmine Yale was speaking with Yukon Carbon, a black Rolls-Royce drove past her, heading for the garage.

Jasmine’s eyes flickered; she knew Sylvan had come home.

After ending the chat with Yukon Carbon, she dropped the scissors and ran towards the garage.

She had thought he would return very late, only to be surprised by his arrival at sunset.

Quite unexpected.

And equally surprising.

The car door opened, and Jasmine Yale ran over just in time.

Sylvan Cheney got out from the driver’s seat, and Jasmine Yale ran toward him like a rabbit!

Before he had taken two steps, she threw herself into his arms, wrapping her hands around his waist.

Sylvan Cheney helplessly said, "Stand properly."

"Did you come home early because you missed me today?"

"I just finished what I had to do, that’s all."

"Can’t you just humor me and make me happy." Jasmine Yale gave him a resentful gaze, "I’ve been waiting for you for half the day."

"Who were you just talking to on the phone?"

"Mr. Carbon." Jasmine smiled, "I haven’t spoken to Mr. Carbon for a long time, I’ve found that Mr. Carbon is truly gentle, he never contradicts me no matter what I say."

"Oh." Someone pushed her away, a deep glint in his eyes.

Jasmine grabbed his hand, not letting him walk away: "What’s wrong, are you angry? It was just a phone call."

"Angry?" Sylvan Cheney looked at her steadily, "What’s there to be angry about."

"I talk on the phone with other men and it doesn’t make you angry?" Jasmine seemed a bit upset, "Shouldn’t you be jealous?"

"..." Sylvan Cheney gave her a cool glance, "The cake is on the passenger seat, go get it yourself."

"I won’t take it, you bring it to me." Jasmine was unyielding.

"If you don’t take it, just leave it there."

After saying that, Sylvan Cheney walked out of the garage.

"You!" Jasmine watched his tall and straight figure angrily.