Chapter 451: Is he inferior to a game?
Indeed, he witnessed every important stage of her life.
He watched her grow from a little girl to a woman, from an innocent child to a splendidly attractive lady.
They were, in essence, each other’s support system.
For the past twelve years, he was a part of her entire life.
But he was absent during the most important phase of a woman’s life—pregnancy.
This regret, he feared, was something he’d be unable to make up for his whole life.
With this thought, his eyebrows knotted, a heavy knot forming in his heart.
He reached for a cigarette to light up.
“Sir, smoking is not permitted here,” a waitress kindly reminded him as she walked by.
Sylvan Cheney nodded, held the cigarette between his fingers, but did not light it.
Sylvan walked into the shopping mall. He didn’t understand feminine care products, so he scanned the shelves, slightly confused.
This was the peak time for customers, with people hustling and bustling around.
Although the weather was cold, it did not deter the crowd in the supermarket.
Sylvan was tall and handsome. Even if he was lost in the crowd, his sharp aura and the heroic look in his eyes were not concealed.
People kept watching him.
Moreover, it was indeed eye-catching that he, a man, was standing in the women’s care product section.
Sylvan felt a bit embarrassed, he casually picked up a few items and went to the cash register.
Jasmine Yale, after taking a shower, didn’t see Sylvan Cheney.
She thought he had left and heaved a sigh of relief.
After drying her hair, she sat on the bed and played games on her tablet.
She dangled her legs, shaking them continuously.
In truth, she didn’t feel like sleeping at all; it was still early at this time.
Joe Heath taught her how to play this game initially. At first, she was adverse to it, but she became more and more addicted as she played.
When she was with Joe, he always taught her many fun things.
Similarly, he would also accompany her while playing.
This was completely different from Sylvan.
During the twelve years she spent at the Cheney Residence, Sylvan was always severe with her and strictly prohibited her from playing games.
She was not allowed to skip classes, hang out at street stalls, drink alcohol, or come back home late.
Although she disobeyed him secretly, playing games, skipping classes, and drinking, it was always behind his back.
Sylvan was indeed boring.
But during those years, she loved him, to the point that his boring nature became interesting.
His flaws became his qualities.
In her heart, he was a perfect man.
However, that was only true back then.
When Sylvan came in, Jasmine was engrossed in her game.
She had her voice chat on while gaming and kept yelling, “Push the tower, push! Don’t run… Luban, don’t be a coward! Go for it!”
She was so engrossed in the game that she didn’t even realise when Sylvan came in.
While playing the game, she swayed her small feet back and forth.
The kiss marks he left on her neck were still visible, ambiguous and clear.
Sylvan stood by her for quite a while without her noticing at all.
He knitted his brows. Did he matter less than a game?
“Oh no, I’ve run out of crystals, it was so close,” Jasmine Yale lamented.
After the game ended, she finally stopped and looked up.
She was startled to see Sylvan staring at her, with a rather unpleasant expression.
Jasmine was startled, “When did you come in? Are you not going home?”
Sylvan threw her the shopping bag, “Here’s what you asked for.”
Jasmine had almost forgotten about it. She opened the bag and her face turned red and white in embarrassment.
“You could have asked a nurse at the front desk to help, there was no need to…”
She didn’t continue speaking, feeling extremely awkward.