Chapter 643: 643: Are You Getting Cocky?
Chapter 643: Chapter 643: Are You Getting Cocky?
Chale Cheney immediately lowered his voice and uttered one last sentence—-
“He’s just too embarrassed to say it, but he actually likes you.”
After speaking, the little guy ran off with his short legs!
“Chale Cheney!” Sylvan Cheney yelled in irritation.
The little one pretended not to hear and straightaway ran towards his bedroom upstairs.
With a “bang,” the door was shut!
“You’ve got guts.” Sylvan Cheney remarked, displeased yet helpless.
Jasmine Yale stood there, unmoving.
“Jasy, I’ve brewed some traditional Chinese medicine for you, drink it later.” Sylvan Cheney put forth blandly.
“Chinese medicine? I’m not sick, why should I take medicine? It’s bitter, I’m not drinking it” Jasmine Yale was utterly perplexed.
“It’s for your bodily constitution. You’re having irregular periods and suffer unbearably during your menstruation. You have to take medicine.” Sylvan slowly explained to her, “I haven’t been able to take care of you in the past three years, I am responsible.”
“You’re not responsible.” Jasmine lifted her head, “You don’t have to feel guilty, it really has nothing to do with you.”
“If I hadn’t gone away for three years, you wouldn’t have had to suffer so much.”
“It still has nothing to do with you. I’m an adult stepping into society, and it’s only normal to encounter some hardships.”
She couldn’t live under his wing for the rest of her life.
He had no legal obligation towards her.
He didn’t owe her anything.
“No way.” Sylvan Cheney disagreed adamantly.
Jasmine was helpless.
Shortly after, a servant brought a bowl of blackish traditional Chinese medicine.
The medicine was hot and had a terrible smell.
The servant left after setting the medicine down. Jasmine was scared of drinking this stuff and was anxious to leave.
Sylvan Cheney grabbed her wrist and seated her on the sofa.
“Drink it.” His eyes were deep and commanding.
“I won’t drink it, I won’t drink! I don’t want to drink this stuff!”
“Be obedient.”
“I’m not obedient, I don’t want to drink Chinese medicine!” Jasmine started to be stubborn.
Her big eyes were filled with defiance!
Sylvan Cheney held on to her wrist, preventing her from moving.
However, she was certain that she wouldn’t drink it. She disliked the smell of Chinese medicine from a young age.
When she was in her teens, he had forced her to drink it. She would never forget that taste.
“Jasmine Yale, are you trying to make a scene so Chale Cheney could come out and watch your joke? Huh?”
“You!” Jasmine flushed red, “No matter what you say, I won’t drink it.”
“It’s good for your health.”
“Even if it hurts me, I won’t drink it!”
Jasmine turned stubborn, her obstinacy was insurmountable.
Sylvan Cheney was domineering too. Since he had made her the medicine, he was determined that she would drink it.
His face became overcast, his hand tightly gripping her wrist.
“Jasmine Yale, why are you being so disobedient? Your body is your own, why ruin it?”
“Yes, indeed, my body is my own. Why do you care? I said I don’t want to drink, so I won’t. Stop meddling with me.” Jasmine’s eyes were flushed with anger.
“Jasmine Yale, no matter what you’re thinking, you must drink this medicine today!”
“Sylvan Cheney, you’re being unreasonable!” Jasmine was angry, “I won’t drink, and if you force me, I will move out tomorrow. Once I move out, no one can force me anymore!”
“You’re getting arrogant, aren’t you? You really think I can’t do anything to you now?”
“Right, you can’t do anything to me! Anyway, I’ve said this now—if you force me today, I will leave tomorrow.”
Jasmine was very dissatisfied.
Why must he force her to drink such bitter medicine?n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
She really disliked Chinese medicine—it smelled bad and tasted even worse.