Fated love: the unwanted bride

Chapter 753: Chapter 753: He’s Been Tolerating Her for Fifteen Years

“Crying? Why?” Sylvan Cheney blew up, extremely agitated, “You start crying every time I say something to you. How old are you? Still crying like an eight or nine-year-old? You think if you cry to me, I will be helpless? Jasmine Yale, don’t push your luck!”

After he had finished speaking, Jasmine was so frightened that she bit her lip, not daring to cry.

She even stopped crying out of fear.

In front of him, she didn’t dare to refute a single word.

Three years ago, she still dared to argue with him.

Now, she knew…he was not someone she could afford to provoke.

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She stood blankly, her head bowed down, her fingers slightly trembling.

For the first time, he spoke to her so harshly, don’t push your luck…

Everyone’s endurance has its limits, and Sylvan Cheney, a man who holds such a high status, has tolerated her for fifteen years…

But she hates his bad temper too, his inexplicable anger, his yelling at her out of the blue, his control over everything she does.

“Not speaking?” Sylvan Cheney became more irritated.

Jasmine Yale bit her lip, not uttering a word.

His eyes were dark and unfathomable, a look of utter disgust on his face.

The temperature in the room dropped sharply, the atmosphere was oppressive.

“If I hadn’t come back today, would you have just left without saying a word? Without even calling me?”

“Mr. Cheney, I don’t want to be with you. I’ll answer your question now. I have no intention of being with you, and you should not impulsively pursue me, I can’t handle it.” Jasmine abruptly spoke.

She didn’t know whether Sylvan Cheney had ever dated. But she simply cannot tolerate his so-called “pursuit”.

Furthermore, she could never fathom what Sylvan Cheney was thinking.

“Say it again.”

“Let me go…” She kept her head down.

“Jasmine Yale, you wish!”

Sylvan Cheney grabbed her suitcase, kicking it away.

The suitcase rolled twice and with a “Bang” crashed to the ground making a loud noise!

Jasmine’s heart quivered, she was terrified to the point of being like a pitiful kitten, not daring to move an inch.

“Jasmine Yale, if you ever dare to run away from home again, I won’t hesitate to break your legs.” He warned her coldly. @@novelbin@@

His sharp and piercing gaze fell on her face, like a sword, like an icy frost.

It was all chilling.

As soon as he came back, she tried to silently leave.

She had done too many things that crossed his bottom line.

Jasmine felt a chill in her legs, shuddering involuntarily.

She thought, Sylvan Cheney really could do it.

“If you know you’re wrong, apologize to me and then go upstairs and rest.” Seeing her silent, Sylvan Cheney let up.

Jasmine moved her lips, there was a curve of mockery at the corners of her mouth.

Her eyes had lost their sparkle and vitality, her clear eyes had become filled with despair.

She did nothing wrong.

For a while, Jasmine didn’t say a word.

Under his domineering aura, she was like a pitiful little cat, without even the power to defend herself.

Maybe…he never considered her feelings.

“Is it so hard to apologize? Or do you think you did nothing wrong? Jasmine Yale.” Sylvan’s voice was deep.

Jasmine’s eyes were filled with defiance, she didn’t make a sound, just biting her lip.

Sylvan Cheney’s hand veins bulged, he really didn’t expect that Jasmine’s temper had increased since three years ago.

Before, even if it was insincere, she would apologize to him.

Now, she really wasn’t afraid of death.

Was it because he spoiled her?

“Jasmine Yale, can’t you just behave and save me some trouble?” Sylvan exclaimed in anger.