Fated love: the unwanted bride - Chapter 663

Chapter 663: Chapter 663: You hold him in your heart, you care about him

This was her own affair and she had to make the decision.

Such an opportunity was rare and not to be sought.

She should firmly grasp it and strive to realize it.

However, for some reason, her heart skipped a beat, like a chord on a guitar suddenly strumming out of tune.

She didn’t know where the unsettlement began.

Jasmine Yale’s lovely eyes misted over with moisture.

Sunlight spilled over her face, casting a light golden hue on her fair skin.

Jasmine Yale lowered her head to twist open the cap of the mineral water bottle in her hand, took a sip, and walked toward Chale Cheney.

“Little Chale, Jasy has to leave first. You listen to your teacher carefully,” Jasmine Yale said, bending over to pat his little head.

The little fellow looked rosy-cheeked and cute.

“I know, bye Jasy, stay safe on the road.”

“Mmm, bye.”

Jasmine Yale bid him farewell and took the company car as soon as she stepped out.

She opened her email and saw that Professor Mackenzie had sent her numerous professional-related content.

There were written test questions, interview tips, and introductions to the University of Cakago.

She opened the emails one by one and started reading.

The school she planned to apply for was the School of Journalism.

Major-related courses were not difficult for her, the key was to do well on the English exam, and there wouldn’t be any problems.

She closed the email and put away her cell phone.

Jasmine Yale rested her head against the car window.

The emotional depths in her eyes were indiscernible, full of tangled threads that could not be severed.

In her line of vision, the ring on her ring finger was particularly eye-catching.

A carefully crafted blue demoness pattern, radiant diamonds, and unmatched cutting technology.

She extended her right hand, gently caressing the diamond ring on her left ring finger.

The car came to a stop before a traffic light.

Jasmine Yale turned her head and saw a bridal shop beside the road.

A clean storefront, beautiful lights, and all kinds of wedding gowns.

Displayed in the outermost glass case was a single-shoulder lace wedding dress, pure white, delicate lace, and a long trailing hem, luxurious and pure.

Jasmine Yale’s palm pressed against the car window as she gazed out.

Not long after, the car pulled up beneath the company building.

Just as Jasmine Yale hopped out of the car, a man approached from the side.

“Jasmine.”

“What brings you here?” Jasmine Yale smiled, it was Joe Heath.

“I just wanted to see you.” Joe Heath looked aggrieved, “Ever since he came back, you haven’t seen me.”

“I… have been a little busy.”

“Jasmine, it’s not that I want to bother you, I just really want to talk to you, but you find me annoying.” Joe Heath, looking like a small child, was very aggrieved.

Jasmine Yale found this man rather childish at times.

“I didn’t find you annoying, I’ve just been too busy. I’ve been taking care of your brother and his son, and working too.”

“Jasmine, you still love him, don’t you?” Joe Heath suddenly asked.

He asked very bluntly.

“I’ve already answered you,” said Jasmine Yale lightly.

“Jasmine, you always say one thing and mean another,” Joe Heath shook his head. “You say it’s just to pay back a favor, but you care about him in your heart.”

Joe Heath knew he had lost to Sylvan Cheney.

Perhaps he had confidence before, but the last straw was probably when Jasmine Yale was sick with fever.

The doctor said she had no will to live.

An young girl, not having the desire to live on, how deeply she must care for Sylvan Cheney within her heart.

Since then, no matter how much he pursued Jasmine Yale, he felt powerless.

Every single time, he felt helpless.