Fated love: the unwanted bride

She looked up at him, the distance between them was very close, very close, at arm’s length, even the subtle breath of each other could be felt.

The light poured down, like the afterglow of shattered jade, reflecting signs of fracture.

Her heart pounded, the lights blurred her eyes.

She kept looking into his eyes like this.

"No, it’s never seeing each other again." He took her words, the corners of his lips curled into a hint of mockery.

Every word fell into her ears, and she heard it distinctly.

"Alright... never again..." She too smiled, the corners of her lips like a fiery poppy in bloom.

All around, it seemed to fall silent, her voice subsided, leaving no sound.

Sylvan Cheney remained silent, just looked at her quietly, his eyes filled with a mysterious light, like ice.

Their eyes met, he held her wrist without letting go, the warmth in his dry palm transmitted through her wrist to her entire body.

This affair, like a dream, like fog, like lightning, like an illusion.

Jasmine Yale narrowed her eyes slightly, a faint smile on her lips, she looked at him with a drunken gaze.

Is this a dream? Probably not, because she could still smell the tobacco scent on him.

No one spoke, the worldly hustle, most of it vanished like this...

After a long while, Sylvan Cheney let go of her wrist.

However, he did not stand up, still maintaining the posture from when he arrived.

Jasmine Yale lowered her head, withdrawing her hand.

Her eyes always contained a trace of dreamy blur.

Under the light, she saw a new wound on his wrist, coldly curled the corners of her lips, and looked away.

"Did you just have a nightmare?" He spoke again, looking at her.

Her hair was a bit messy, her forehead and the tip of her nose had a layer of sweat.

"When are you leaving?" She no longer looked at him, her eyes fixed on the white wall of the bedroom.

"I thought you would be reluctant for me to leave." He sneered, reached out, his fingers landing on her chin, gently rubbing.

Jasmine Yale pushed his hand away, her eyes like ice: "Don’t you find yourself disgusting?"

"Don’t judge me like that. People strive upwards, isn’t that human nature? Hmm? Why are you still so naive? So naive, how do you mix in the financial circle? Being with Erin Janus, I gain far more than with you. What can you bring me? You wouldn’t think that since we were compatible in bed that I’d stick with you for life and marry you, would you? Don’t be so naive. Men and women are different, if marriage can be a bargaining chip, then why wouldn’t I use it?"

"Sylvan Cheney, you’re truly despicable, you’re rotten to the core." She gritted her teeth, her eyes filled with traces of red.

"In the future, the whole James Group will be mine, Erin Janus can still give me sons and daughters. Tell me, a bargain without a single soldier lost, why wouldn’t I do it?"

"Sylvan Cheney... How could I have ever liked someone like you..."

"Don’t be so indignant. I told you these thoughts honestly, you should understand."

"Understand... How could I not understand. People strive upwards, water flows downwards... You’re right, you’re smart, this world needs smart people like you." She laughed, laughed in despair and sadness, like the blooming red rhododendrons scattered across hills, swaying lonely in the wild wind.

Under the light, her pupils gradually scattered, bit by bit, unable to piece together a complete image.

Sylvan Cheney’s figure also gradually blurred in her eyes.

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