Fated love: the unwanted bride

Chapter 624: Chapter 624: A Girl’s Feelings, Heart Beating Fast

But she was one step too slow, as the test paper was snatched away by Sylvan Cheney. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Sylvan looked it up and down before casually flipping through the pages.

Once finished flipping, the corners of his mouth held an enigmatic smile, his eyes gleaming.

Jasmine Yale felt uncomfortable under his gaze, nervously fidgeting with her pen.

Sylvan silently handed back the test paper to Jasmine, placing it where it had been before, a faint smile on his lips, and he softly said four words-

“A touching IQ.”

With a “snap,” Jasmine threw down her ballpoint pen in anger!

Seeing her ready-for-a-confrontation attitude, Sylvan laughed.

“Is what I said wrong? Hmm? Eleven mistakes out of twenty fill-in-the-blanks, and three incorrect out of five reading comprehension questions.” Sylvan smirked, arms crossed.

Jasmine found herself speechless–he wasn’t wrong.

Picking up her pen with an unhappy expression, she grumbled, “It’s just been a while since I studied English.”

Admittedly, there were quite a lot of mistakes.

“Little Chale is brighter than you.”

Jasmine held back her anger, not wanting to waste energy on him, who was essentially a patient.

He was always so caustic to her.

“He’s your son; of course, he’s smart,” Jasmine huffed coldly.

“Would you go for a walk with me tonight?”

“You’re not nice to me, so I don’t want to accompany you,” Jasmine deflected.

“Oh, then forget it.”

Sylvan’s face clouded, and he prepared to leave after speaking.

“Hey!” Jasmine called out to him, “I was just joking, I’ll go with you. I’m not as petty as you are.”

Jasmine was powerless against him, nor did she want to hold a grudge.

She always distinguished clearly between grievances and grudges.

“But you have to teach me how to solve these problems. I still don’t get it after looking at the answers, can you help me out!”

Sylvan: “…”

Impressive.

She’s learned how to negotiate.

Sylvan didn’t refuse her this time, patiently taking her test paper and started explaining the problems to her.

Having spent years abroad on business, his English is exceptional. These problems were not much of a challenge to him.

Jasmine propped her head up, listening to his explanation.

His deep, sexy voice was extremely pleasant to the ear.

Jasmine got lost in it occasionally.

Sometimes they leaned too close, and Jasmine would accidentally touch his cheek.

Whenever that happened, she would quickly move away.

His discreet scent was very appealing and never changed over the years.

There were times like these in the past as well.

She liked bringing her test paper to him in the study—

“Mr. Cheney, how do you solve this function?”

“Mr. Cheney, what is the central theme of this article? I can’t figure it out.”

“Mr. Cheney, what is cell division?”

Most of the time, Sylvan was impatient; there was even a period when he would close the study door on her.

He didn’t really care about her studies, whether she did well or not, he didn’t really mind.

Back then, the majority of the time when Jasmine would ask him questions, it was intentional.

She just wanted to hear his voice, and to be closer to him.

The innocence of a young girl, heart skipping a beat.

“Dad!” Suddenly, their son, Little Chale, popped out.

He stood at the entrance of the study, knocking on the door.

Jasmine quickly sat up straight, regaining her focus.

“Little Chale is here.”

Little Chale covered his eyes, turned around, and in his babyish voice said, “Baby didn’t see daddy and Jasy head to head.”

Jasmine: “…”

Sylvan: “…”

Jasmine stood up and walked over to Little Chale.

“Did you have fun?”

“Fun, Uncle Heath came and brought Riceball and Ali.”

“Uncle Heath?”

“Yes, Uncle Heath came, and then he left.”