Fated love: the unwanted bride
Chapter 954 - Chapter 954 Chapter 954 His Face Had Already Darkened

Chapter 954: Chapter 954 His Face Had Already Darkened Chapter 954: Chapter 954 His Face Had Already Darkened “Ann, I am going to leave Landon soon, and if I go, what will you do…” Jasmine Yale started to feel sad.

If she left, then Ann wouldn’t even have anyone to confide in about certain things.

After all, Ann Nolan was not someone who spoke carelessly, and she and Zaiden Santos had a secret marriage.

If she left, who would listen to her unhappy matters?

Jasmine Yale felt a bit sad, a light sorrow fluttering between her brows, accumulating in her eyes like lilac clumps.

“Silly girl,” Ann Nolan laughed, “We can call each other, right. If I really miss you, I’ll just take a flight to see you, it’s only a matter of about a dozen hours trip.”

Jasmine knew that Ann was trying to comfort her.

Calling is not as convenient as it is now, being able to meet up anytime for a meal or a chat.

A complex, astringent taste spread in the bottom of her heart.

“Jasmine, when is the next interview?”

“In a month.”

“Then it will be July, it’s going to be very hot, take good care of yourself.”

“Yes.”

She didn’t know if this would be her last summer in Landon…

In the summer, the days are long and the nights short, filled with cicada’s songs.

In the past, her favorite thing to do in the summer was to wander around the Cheney Residence’s carpet in loose clothes and bare feet.

The Cheney Residence in summer was lush with greenery.

In the courtyard and along the roadside, tall trees were planted everywhere, with cicadas tirelessly chirping, a long note followed by a short one.

It was hot outside, and she didn’t like to go anywhere but stay at home barefoot.

Sometimes she would watch TV, sometimes she would eat watermelon.

Time was long and slow.

She would take an afternoon nap and wake up not knowing what evening it was.

Those days of youthful ignorance were the most missed, a life so simple and joys so pure.

During the summer holidays, she didn’t like doing homework, always leaving it until the last few days.

Or she wouldn’t do it at all, opting to copy someone else’s at school instead.

The fact that she copied homework was once discovered by Sylvan Cheney, naturally, she couldn’t avoid a severe scolding.

She remembers one summer in high school, three days before the term started, she was in a panic with stacks of exam papers unwritten, sneaking to a classmate’s house to steal the papers to copy.

She clearly remembered that Sylvan had gone out on business those days.

So, she copied at home without any inhibition.

The desk was covered with exam papers; she copied from Chinese to Mathematics, from Mathematics to English.

Damn, the problem-solving process was so hard to copy, and poetry analysis was difficult as well.

English was easier, with more multiple-choice questions, and many papers could be copied in a while.

Her hands were numb from all the writing, but there was still a pile left untouched.

Just as she was diligently copying homework, neglecting sleep and food, suddenly, a tall figure appeared at the door!

Dark clouds hovered over the figure as the man’s lean frame stood before Jasmine Yale!

He was dressed in a simple, ink-colored shirt and black trousers, his posture upright.

His face still carried the weariness of travel, a cold chill in his brows, and a sharp light in his eyes.

Jasmine was so scared she nearly fell off her chair.

She began to hastily collect the papers, frantically trying to cover her classmate’s work with her own.

But she knew it was too late!

Sure enough, the man extended his long, attractive fingers and gently pulled the papers out of her hand.

His face had already darkened, looking very unpleasant.

Jasmine knew she was doomed, her heart pounding nonstop.

It felt like she was caught committing an unforgivable crime.

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