Chapter 115: Chapter 115 Let Me Be His Mother
U.dted by BXN0VEL.cmTranslator: 549690339
Since when did Mr. Cheney start believing in these things?
In her impression, he never believed in such things, and moreover, he never went to the temple.
Hold on to it. Sylvan Cheneys tone was very solemn.
Oh Jasmine was momentarily at a loss for words.
So, if she had touched it, it was now hers?
Hmm. Sylvan hung up the phone and a corner of his lips quirked into a small smile.
The chauffeur, Charles Mcintosh, heard this and commented, Mr. Cheney, it seems rather unfair to trick Miss Yale like this. That bracelet was clearly
Well, shes naive.
A small smile traced Charles lips as well, and he continued to drive.
Looking at the bracelet that had found its way back to her, Jasmine felt a whirlwind of emotions.
Out of reverence for the Buddhist Law, she accepted it.
If only she had known, that night, she wouldnt have taken it out of his pocket.
He was originally going to give it to Yolanda Fern, wasnt he?
However, because she touched it, Yolanda wouldnt want it anymore.
Green Sea and Blue Sky
A heart that loves night after night under the green sea and blue sky.
Turns out this bracelet carries such a beautiful name.
Actually, she really did like this bracelet, truly liked it.
Each jade bead emitted a faint glow, like a little lively and pure elf.
However, she didnt want to wear something not truly meant for her. She found a small box and put the bracelet into it.
Such a shame, to waste this gorgeous bracelet.
She turned around to take a bath.
She didnt know why, but an image of Sylvan taking a shower kept popping up in her mind.
The image was exactly the same as when he was eighteen.
The water flowed down his sexy abdomen, his robust body revealing a mans wildness.
Each time she thought of this, her heart pounded a little faster.
Her face became increasingly redder, and she clenched her teeth.
Just to distract herself, she quickly finished her shower.
Sylvan Cheney returned home and took off his blazer before checking on Chale Cheney.
The young boy was already asleep, but he was a restless sleeper and his blanket was on the floor.
Yolanda Fern heard the noise and came out from the guest room.
Youre back, Sylvan.
Fearing that his son might be disturbed from his sleep, Sylvan simply responded with a quiet hmm, quickly closing the door.
I wanted to sleep with Chale, but he insisted on sleeping alone, Yolanda Fern explained sheepishly.
No worries. Chale is mature for his age and more obedient than most kids, Sylvan responded nonchalantly.
Sylvan, Chale and I are quite close. Can Can I be his mother? Yolanda Fern asked cautiously.
This was the first time she had dared to ask this question.
In the US, no one would dare bring up the issue about Chales mother. Everyone believed that Chale Cheney was adopted by Sylvan Cheney.
She was leaving for Lonton tomorrow. She mustered some courage to ask this.
Hes friendly with everyone, Sylvan responded, turning to leave.
Oh, Yolanda Fern ran after him. Did Sylvan avoid her question?
Sylvan!
Yolanda Fern called out several times.
Chales room was on the third floor, where Jasmine used to live.
Sylvan was walking down from the third floor to the second, intending to go back to his own bedroom.
Sylvan, are you upset? I was just asking; if you dont agree, I wont pressure you. I only like this child, really like him. Besides, Chale likes me too. I know I may never have my own child in my life Yolanda Ferns
voice was choked with emotion, holding back tears from rolling down her cheeks. She put a hand over her face, shoulders trembling from the silent sobs.
Sylvan paused in his tracks, his deep, brooding eyes staring into the distance.
I am sorry, Sylvan, Yolanda quickly apologised, realising she might have said too much..>
Chapter 115: Chapter 115 Let Me Be His Mother
U.dted by BXN0VEL.cmTranslator: 549690339
Since when did Mr. Cheney start believing in these things?
In her impression, he never believed in such things, and moreover, he never went to the temple.
Hold on to it. Sylvan Cheneys tone was very solemn.
Oh Jasmine was momentarily at a loss for words.
So, if she had touched it, it was now hers?
Hmm. Sylvan hung up the phone and a corner of his lips quirked into a small smile.
The chauffeur, Charles Mcintosh, heard this and commented, Mr. Cheney, it seems rather unfair to trick Miss Yale like this. That bracelet was clearly
Well, shes naive.
A small smile traced Charles lips as well, and he continued to drive.
Looking at the bracelet that had found its way back to her, Jasmine felt a whirlwind of emotions.
Out of reverence for the Buddhist Law, she accepted it.
If only she had known, that night, she wouldnt have taken it out of his pocket.
He was originally going to give it to Yolanda Fern, wasnt he?
However, because she touched it, Yolanda wouldnt want it anymore.
Green Sea and Blue Sky
A heart that loves night after night under the green sea and blue sky.
Turns out this bracelet carries such a beautiful name.
Actually, she really did like this bracelet, truly liked it.
Each jade bead emitted a faint glow, like a little lively and pure elf.
However, she didnt want to wear something not truly meant for her. She found a small box and put the bracelet into it.
Such a shame, to waste this gorgeous bracelet.
She turned around to take a bath.
She didnt know why, but an image of Sylvan taking a shower kept popping up in her mind.
The image was exactly the same as when he was eighteen.
The water flowed down his sexy abdomen, his robust body revealing a mans wildness.
Each time she thought of this, her heart pounded a little faster.
Her face became increasingly redder, and she clenched her teeth.
Just to distract herself, she quickly finished her shower.
Sylvan Cheney returned home and took off his blazer before checking on Chale Cheney.
The young boy was already asleep, but he was a restless sleeper and his blanket was on the floor.
Yolanda Fern heard the noise and came out from the guest room.
Youre back, Sylvan.
Fearing that his son might be disturbed from his sleep, Sylvan simply responded with a quiet hmm, quickly closing the door.
I wanted to sleep with Chale, but he insisted on sleeping alone, Yolanda Fern explained sheepishly.
No worries. Chale is mature for his age and more obedient than most kids, Sylvan responded nonchalantly.
Sylvan, Chale and I are quite close. Can Can I be his mother? Yolanda Fern asked cautiously.
This was the first time she had dared to ask this question.
In the US, no one would dare bring up the issue about Chales mother. Everyone believed that Chale Cheney was adopted by Sylvan Cheney.
She was leaving for Lonton tomorrow. She mustered some courage to ask this.
Hes friendly with everyone, Sylvan responded, turning to leave.
Oh, Yolanda Fern ran after him. Did Sylvan avoid her question?
Sylvan!
Yolanda Fern called out several times.
Chales room was on the third floor, where Jasmine used to live.
Sylvan was walking down from the third floor to the second, intending to go back to his own bedroom.
Sylvan, are you upset? I was just asking; if you dont agree, I wont pressure you. I only like this child, really like him. Besides, Chale likes me too. I know I may never have my own child in my life Yolanda Ferns
voice was choked with emotion, holding back tears from rolling down her cheeks. She put a hand over her face, shoulders trembling from the silent sobs.
Sylvan paused in his tracks, his deep, brooding eyes staring into the distance.
I am sorry, Sylvan, Yolanda quickly apologised, realising she might have said too much..>
