Fated love: the unwanted bride
Chapter 957 - Chapter 957 Chapter 957 Jasy dont scare me

Chapter 957: Chapter 957 Jasy, don’t scare me Chapter 957: Chapter 957 Jasy, don’t scare me The wall lamp in the bedroom cast a soft glow, gently illuminating the bed.

Jasmine Yale’s large eyes were glistening–had she suffered a heatstroke?

With her little paws clutching the blanket, her large eyes darted around her surroundings.

Her gaze fell on Sylvan Cheney, who was by the bed, and she huffed, “Annoying pest!!!”

If it weren’t for him, how could she have gotten a heatstroke, been poked with needles, and received IV fluids?

She might even have gotten a tan.

The only concern was whether he had torn up her test paper; she still cared about that. If it was destroyed, she’d never forgive him!

The quiet night held everything in silence.

Jasmine Yale gazed at the sleeping Sylvan Cheney, ripples of emotion in her eyes.

This man had a face that could bring about the downfall of a nation, his brow slightly furrowed, lips tightly sealed, his complexion weary.

Jasmine stared at him, her heart pounding non-stop.

Even though he had a bad temper and could be overbearing, looking at him made her heart feel like duckweed floating into a harbor.

She thought, he hadn’t been too bad. Oh well, it was a small loss to endure.

Indeed, she hadn’t seen him for many days and was thinking of him just this morning.

Yet, the minute she returned in the afternoon, he was in a foul mood, totally irritating.

Even catching her copying homework…

Under the lamplight, she watched him silently, doing nothing else.

As she watched, she became a bit lost in a trance.

Why could men be so incredibly handsome…

She had been watching him every day since she was eight years old, for many years, and never grew tired of it.

On the contrary, as he aged, he became more mature and poised, and that demeanor was very attractive.

Watching him, Jasmine felt a tinge of sadness.

With such good looks and capabilities, there must be many people pursuing him.

Thinking this, she felt a bit unhappy and dejected.

Luckily, Sylvan Cheney remained asleep, unaware of her thoughts or actions.

It wasn’t until around four or five in the morning that she grew sleepy again, yawned, and fell asleep.

She didn’t know how long she’d slept when Sylvan Cheney woke up, worried something had happened to her for not waking up till now.

Panic flashed in Sylvan Cheney’s eyes as he grabbed her hand and leaned over to touch her forehead, “Jasy, Jasy.”

The warm breath from the man’s sigh tickled her face, and Jasmine found it itchy.

“Jasy, don’t scare me; wake up.”

Jasmine was roused by his disturbance, reluctantly so.

Yet when she heard his anxious voice, she pretended to stay asleep on purpose.

“Jasy!” he called again, but there was no response, “Why isn’t she waking up…”

So it was that Sylvan Cheney kept holding her hand, not letting go.

Jasmine was quite pleased, even though she had a heatstroke, for such treatment was rare.

After she turned fifteen or sixteen, he never touched her hand voluntarily.

Sometimes when she deliberately reached out to hold his, he would awkwardly shake her off.

But today, while sleeping, he actually took the initiative to hold her hand, making Jasmine even less willing to wake up, secretly delighted.

His palm was warm, holding her hand made her extremely jubilant inside.

But Sylvan Cheney had no clue about her secret delight.

Half an hour later, he called the doctor: “Come over to the Cheney Residence; she still hasn’t woken up. Check if her condition is serious. If it is, we’ll take her to the hospital.”

Upon hearing this, Jasmine panicked, unable to continue feigning.

Sylvan Cheney put away his phone and walked to the bedside, leaning down.

He furrowed his brows and reached out his fingers to gently caress her cheek.

Perhaps because he was so close, his hot breath fell on her face, causing a tingling sensation.

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