Fated love: the unwanted bride -
Chapter 1404: Truly Exotic Tastes, Desperate Hunger Overrides Discretion
Chapter 1404: Chapter 1404: Truly Exotic Tastes, Desperate Hunger Overrides Discretion
"Miss Yale, all the clothes are pretty. Why don’t you let Mr. Cheney take a look?"
Butler Santana is experienced; she knows the saying "beauty is for the one who cherishes it," and the affirmation Jasmine Yale most wants to hear is surely Mr. Cheney’s approval.
"He’s going to complain that I’m fussing over it again, better not."
Yet, despite saying this, she still called Sylvan Cheney in a moment of indecision.
"Which one looks better, the beige sweater dress in the wardrobe or the burgundy one?" Jasmine Yale looked down at the dresses.
"..." Sylvan Cheney rubbed his brow, "Burgundy."
"Okay!"
Jasmine Yale hung up the phone and quickly dressed in the color he had picked.
By the time she went downstairs, Sylvan Cheney had been waiting for her for quite a while.
Under the sunlight, Jasmine Yale’s smile brimmed with joy, and the burgundy clothing made her skin look even whiter.
Such was Jasmine, truly in the most beautiful time of life.
Sylvan Cheney just glanced once and understood why she had received so many love letters abroad.
She got into the passenger seat, and Sylvan Cheney fastened her seatbelt for her, raised her chin with his hand, and pecked her lips.
"Is that Chanel lipstick today?"
"Mhm, does it look good?"
"It’s okay."
Jasmine Yale smiled and looked at him: "I want to get my hair done, will you come with me?"
"You want to dress up that nicely?"
"Of course, the nicer the better." Jasmine Yale blurted out, not noticing the displeasure in his tone.
Aren’t all women like that, of course the more beautiful the better.
"That’s enough." Sylvan Cheney straightened up, his hands on the steering wheel, starting the car.
Jasmine Yale still didn’t notice Sylvan Cheney’s dissatisfaction.
She was chattering away, very happy.
The weather was great today, and so was her mood.
After being cooped up in the Cheney Residence for so many days, he finally agreed to take her out.
"Focus more on your studies in Cakago, spend less time on dressing up," Sylvan Cheney knocked on the steering wheel and said blandly.
"I study very seriously, you can’t always take things out of context, dressing up is also important. For instance, if I didn’t dress up, would you have been attracted to me?"
"Whether I’m attracted to you or not, what does that have to do with dressing up? Hm?"
"What if I were really ugly, would you like me? Would you be with me?"
"Even if you were disfigured, I’d still go for it."
"..." Jasmine Yale felt a chill, "Such heavy tastes, not picky when hungry."
Sylvan Cheney: "..."
Jasmine Yale pulled out a mirror from her handbag and took a look.
"I want to ask you something," Jasmine Yale looked at him.
"Hm."
"Was it you at the opening ceremony when I first went to Cakago?"
"..."
"Were you there or not?"
"Why ask this, I was in Landon, how could I be in Cakago."
"Don’t lie to me, you were there." Jasmine Yale was unconvinced.
At that time, she was giving a speech on stage and always felt that there was a familiar gaze from somewhere below. Later, Chale Cheney mentioned that he saw his blurry figure in a video.
"If you say I was there, then I was there." Sylvan Cheney didn’t deny it; he was indeed there.
"We didn’t see each other once this year, we didn’t call each other once," Jasmine Yale’s tone suddenly faded, "Actually, on rainy days, I would hold Sweet Kitty on the balcony, thinking of you the most."
"I didn’t mean to think of you, but your figure always jumped out of my mind, appearing before my eyes."
"Maybe I’ll never forget it in this lifetime."
Jasmine Yale’s voice was very light, like silk threads, drifting far away.
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