Chapter 1625: Chapter 1625: He Flared Up at Her Greatly
Sylvan Cheney still let her go, holding her and walking to the dining table.
“I put away all the winter clothes today, and I didn’t bring much luggage back home. This time going to Cakago, I won’t need to take much either.” Jasmine Yale said, “I took some of the gifts you gave me, hmm, how does my new sweater I changed into this afternoon look?”
Jasmine pointed to the ginger-colored thin sweater she was wearing, with a pearl cherry blossom style brooch on the chest.
Sylvan Cheney squinted his eyes and looked: “Your figure is getting better and better.”
Not like when she first came back during the New Year, so skinny and small.
“Isn’t your focus a bit off? Not serious.” Jasmine Yale chided, bowing her head to eat.
“Eat more. In the future, don’t lose weight behind my back. Whether you’re thin or fat, I won’t mind.” Sylvan Cheney gave her a piece of meat. “If you don’t take care of yourself, that’s what I mind.”
“Got it.” Jasmine Yale agreed like a child, “Is it raining outside?”
“It was drizzling when I came back, but it seems like it’s pouring now.”
Sylvan Cheney glanced outside the window, with raindrops hitting the glass, making a “pitter-patter” sound; it was indeed a heavy rain outside.
When it quieted down, the sound of the wind rustling the bamboo leaves could still be heard.
On a night like this, the Cheney Residence seemed somewhat empty.
Jasmine Yale couldn’t help but snuggle closer to Sylvan Cheney, tilting her small face, as if seeking his opinion: “When I come back next time, can we call Aunt Hurst and the others back? I’ve been eating Aunt Hurst’s dishes since I was little, I miss her. She’s the nicest person to me at the Cheney Residence besides you. No, you sometimes yell at me, she doesn’t.”
“I’ll consider it.”
Jasmine Yale smiled softly.
She missed the lively Cheney Residence.
Everyone would be there, Little Chale too.
After dinner.
Jasmine Yale went to the bedroom with a cup of hot tea, while Sylvan Cheney went to the study.
He’s handing over the reins of the Cheney Family tomorrow, so he needs to work overtime tonight.
However, the days before Qingming festival always make him inadvertently fall into silence, feeling a heavy pressure in his chest.
In the study, he smoked a few cigarettes in succession, his deep eyes looking at the dark night outside the window.
He plans to take Jasmine Yale away from Landon after Qingming, and also plans to visit the cemetery during Qingming.
The past sorrows always seem like a stone, jumping into his mind at the most unsuitable times during the unsuitable weather, unable to shake off.
Sylvan Cheney has always been a rational person, only because he has tasted the pain of being irrational.
He had been hiding Jasmine Yale’s background from her until she began to look into the clues in Willow Wave City behind his back and kept questioning him about the truth with Hadley Ximenez’s photo.
At that time, due to Jasmine’s plans to study in Cakago and some revelations of the truth, he did irrational things and even thought of ending things with her for the rest of their lives.
He still remembered that day at Jingcheng University when he tore Hadley Ximenez’s photo into pieces and had a huge outburst at her.
But the most vivid memory was of her hugging her knees, squatting on the ground, crying like a person made of tears.
Sylvan Cheney took a drag of his cigarette, feeling his temples throbbing, a slight headache.
Ultimately, he couldn’t imagine a life without her.
Having known her for eighteen years, Jasmine Yale had accompanied him for more days than Qiana Childe.
Jasmine Yale had long since become a part of his heart, and without that part, his life would cease to exist.
“Knock knock”——
The door was knocked.
“Come in.” Sylvan Cheney withdrew his thoughts.