Chapter 725: Chapter 725: Kissed Her on the Forehead
Sylvan Cheney took a sip of coffee, calm and composed, his eyes revealing nothing but fatigue and a hint of slyness.
“There was nothing wrong with you in the first place, was there? Damn it, you liar!” Jasmine Yale couldn’t help but curse.
“…” Sylvan Cheney glanced at her, “Who are you cursing at? Huh?”
“I’m cursing at you, fraud!” Jasmine Yale took a gulp of milk and almost choked on it.
She realized it now – that Sylvan Cheney was pretending.
How could he pretend so seriously? And this Doctor Delaney, what a deceit! They connived to trick her!
“Try cursing again.” Sylvan Cheney coldly glared at her.
“Sylvan Cheney, how can you deceive people ? To think, I took care of you with such devotion, fearing you’d catch a chill at night, tolerating your tantrums, worrying over your sadness. Why would you lie to me…”
Jasmine Yale became more aggrieved as she spoke, her voice breaking.
He deceived her about everything, and didn’t tell her anything.
If he deceived, hid things from and bullied her for the past twelve years, it was one thing, but he was still doing it now.
“Stop being angry, it was my fault, I shouldn’t have hidden things from you, don’t be angry anymore, okay?”
Sylvan Cheney reached out and pulled her into his embrace.
His deep set eyes mirrored the sky outside the window.
Pulling her into his arms, his large hand gently stroked her soft hair, pressing her close against his chest.
Jasmine Yale resisted, struggling to push him away.
But the difference in strength between man and woman was too great, she had never been a match for Sylvan Cheney.
Sylvan Cheney pressed her tightly against his chest, forbidding her to move.
He lowered his head and gently kissed her forehead.
The fragrance of her hair was still as fresh as a gardenia, his favorite scent.
“Are you really totally unharmed?”
Jasmine Yale stared at him wide-eyed.
He seemed strong and his legs did not appear to have been in any sort of accident.
“Are you hoping that I am hurt, or not?” Sylvan Cheney casually asked her, a cold gaze on her face.
Jasmine Yale was at loss for words.
Sylvan Cheney reached out, his slender fingers gently tracing her cheeks, her lips, and the contour of her eyes.
The warmth of his large hand made Jasmine helplessly shiver in his arms.
In his eyes, she saw an ocean of endless depth.
“Why don’t you answer me?” Sylvan Cheney asked again.
Jasmine Yale averted her gaze.
That one word said it all.
She didn’t want him to be hurt, not at any time.
He might be ruthless to her, but he had been kind to her too.
“So, am I fulfilling your wish? I’m fine.”
Jasmine Yale furrowed her brows, didn’t he have any shame?
“The accident in Lonton was orchestrated by Teagan Cheney, I had already figured it out, hence I’m fine.” Sylvan Cheney explained to her.
“Then why did you lie to me? And act so seriously? Making me fetch your medicine, help you bathe…”
She was completely deceived by him.
“I have my reasons.” said Sylvan Cheney indifferently, “And besides, if I hadn’t done so, would you willingly have taken care of me?”
“That’s called deceiving.”
“Little girl, haven’t I pampered you enough? What’s the big deal in you looking after me for a few days? Huh?” Sylvan Cheney frowned, discontentedly pinching her soft cheek.
“No big deal. Since you’re fine, I’ll move out today. My rental is still there. I haven’t cleaned it for a long time. It’s time to tidy it up.” Jasmine Yale turned her head.
“Did I allow you to leave?”
“Mr. Cheney, you probably don’t know this. During the days you were away, Little Chale’s mother came back.” Jasmine said lightly.