Fated love: the unwanted bride
Chapter 950 - Chapter 950 Chapter 950 Holding Her for a Kiss

Chapter 950: Chapter 950: Holding Her for a Kiss Chapter 950: Chapter 950: Holding Her for a Kiss “Professor Jorney, thank you for helping me. I’ll wait for your news,” Jasmine Yale said with a dimpled smile.

When she smiled, two shallow dimples appeared on her face, charming and sweet.

“Then I won’t keep you any longer, wait for my message, I’ll take care of it for you.”

“Thank you. After I find him, I’ll leave the country.”

Jasmine Yale stood up and walked out of the office, and Cora Jorney truly did not attempt to detain her further.

As she saw Jasmine off, the sunlight revealed Cora Jorney in her cheongsam, graceful and composed.

There was a calm sheen in her eyes, devoid of ripples or fluctuations.

Her demeanor, even more unflappable.

Jasmine Yale wasn’t overwhelmed with complex emotions either.

Cora Jorney was true to her reputation as a university professor, sophisticated, never using discourteous words, but exerting a suffocating pressure.

Reaching the campus entrance, Jasmine Yale did not linger.

She hailed a taxi back home.

She knew that Cora Jorney had sought her out purely for the sake of her own daughter.

She must hope that her daughter could be with the one she loved, happy and unimpeded.

Jasmine Yale indeed envied Joan Harry, for having parents to shield her from life’s hardships.

A blissful family life, truly a Little Princess showered with unlimited affection.

Perhaps due to lacking a complete family since childhood, Jasmine Yale deeply yearned for happiness.

Unfortunately, the things one longs for the most tend to be the furthest out of reach.

Jasmine Yale made a call to Ann Nolan, “Ann Ann, I passed the interview, do you have time at noon? Shall we have lunch together?”

Ann was holding a stack of folders, “Wow, congratulations, Jasmine, you’re really amazing. What rank did you get? Let me guess, it must be first place, right?”

Jasmine Yale smiled sheepishly, “Yes, first, but the gap with the second place wasn’t very big.”

“First place is already impressive. Wait for me, I’ll definitely come to celebrate with you at noon, I’ll take half a day off.”

“Shall we go for Western food?”

“Sure, you decide on the place and let me know. I’ll ask my boss for leave after I finish a bit of work in my hands.”

“Okay, I’ll wait for you.”

After hanging up the phone, Ann went to her boss’s office to get the documents signed.

“CEO Waverly, these contracts need your signature, and these parts require your company seal,” Ann said.

“Okay,” the boss rapidly flipped through the pages and signed.

Ann quite liked the company; she had been there for a month and had already adapted.

Colleagues were friendly, and the boss had a good temper.

The only downside was the distance from the Santos Mansion. She now drove to and from work every day, having to wake up very early.

Luckily, since she found the new job, Zaiden Santos had become especially busy, returning to the mansion only two or three times a month and no longer bothering with her.

Whenever he came home, Zaiden Santos would be extremely exhausted, burrow into bed, and fall straight asleep.

He wouldn’t torment her anymore; occasionally, he would wake up in the night and hold her, kissing her for a while.

Sometimes, in her half-sleep state, she would be roused by the warm, moist kisses.

Too tired at night, she was too lazy to care.

“CEO Waverly, could I take a half-day off this afternoon?”

“Sure, no problem. Ann, you’re doing a good job. You should visit HR soon to take care of the formalities for becoming a regular employee ahead of time.”

“Thank you, CEO Waverly.”

“No need to thank me, I have good judgment, hiring such an efficient secretary like you,” CEO Waverly laughed. “If you’re taking the afternoon off, you can leave now since there’s not much going on.”

Feeling honored, Ann held the folders and returned to her office.

After tidying up a bit, she slung her bag over her shoulder and left the company, heading to the garage to retrieve her car.