Fated love: the unwanted bride
Chapter 1368: She and He Hand in Hand

Chapter 1368: Chapter 1368: She and He Hand in Hand

"But Jasmine Yale was not about to give up and continued, "The little girl is really cute, fair and chubby, and she looks absolutely lovely. She knows how to smile, to make trouble, and to cry."

Sylvan Cheney showed no reaction.

Jasmine Yale went on, "The little girl likes to bite my fingers, and she gets happy whenever she does. She looks a lot like Ann, a real beauty in the making."

"Ann is also very happy. Her favorite thing to do every day is to spend time with Little Candy. Being a mother is truly a joyful thing."

Jasmine Yale chattered on and on, but Sylvan Cheney seemed uninterested and did not respond.

Jasmine Yale couldn’t help herself and asked, "I like kids, do you?"

"..."

"Do you like them?"

"I only like my son."

"..." Jasmine Yale rolled her eyes at him.

Sylvan Cheney was well aware of Jasmine Yale’s little thoughts.

After so many years together, he could almost read her mind, understand her meaning with just a word or a furrowed brow.

In front of him, her little thoughts could never hide.

Jasmine Yale continued walking with Sylvan Cheney, her tiny hand warmed by his.

"Ann divorced your friend. You knew that, right?"

"I’m not particularly concerned with other people’s private affairs."

"Oh." Jasmine Yale felt that Sylvan Cheney was one of those legendary conversation killers, simply impossible to talk to.

"If you’re cold, tell me, and we’ll go home," Sylvan Cheney looked down at her and said, "Don’t just keep talking."

"I’m not cold; really, I’m not. Let’s keep walking!"

They hadn’t gone too far on this path, and she wanted to continue.

No amount of time spent alone with him seemed too much.

The night was seductive, with stars twinkling in the sky and a bright moon hanging at the treetops.

Moonlight poured through the crisscrossing branches and blended with the streetlights, casting exquisite landscape shadows on the ground.

On such tranquil nights, calm as water.

Soft light shone gently on Jasmine Yale’s fair face, making her look even sweeter and lovelier, just like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl.

Sylvan Cheney, in his long black coat, looked composed and reserved, his chiseled face bearing a calm expression, with endless tenderness in his eyes.

Hand in hand, she and he walked slowly.

"I once really wanted you to stargaze with me, but you called it childish," Jasmine Yale remarked pensively, "Like the stars and wind of last night."

"Why the sudden reflection?"

"It’s not reflection, just a bit of nostalgia for the past, missing my mother a bit."

"So many years have passed, it’s time to let go of what should be let go."

"I know." Jasmine Yale nodded, "When will you accompany me to Willow Wave City to see my mother? I promised her to bring my boyfriend to meet her, she would be very happy."

"..." Sylvan Cheney’s lips twitched, "Since when did I become your boyfriend."

Suddenly, Jasmine Yale’s eyes welled up with tears: "If not a boyfriend, then what? Why are you bullying me? Don’t tell me we’re not even boyfriend and girlfriend? Why are you bullying me so..."

Sylvan Cheney felt a headache coming on: "Whatever you say it is."

Now Jasmine Yale was delighted: "That’s the right attitude."

Walking side by side with him, Jasmine Yale was as happy as a little rabbit, hopping and jumping along.

She couldn’t remember the last time she was this happy; it turned out all her emotions and desires were truly controlled by this one man.

Whether she admitted it or not, it was the truth.

However, this was not a good sign. Completely in his grasp, what would she do in the future...

If he really didn’t want her anymore, what would she do?