Fated love: the unwanted bride

Chapter 599: Chapter 599: Already of Legal Marriage Age

Buying clothes costs money, dining out costs money, and so does attending training courses.

She’s already twenty, it’s time she fended for herself.

He’s not related to her by blood, so spending his money as an adult doesn’t feel quite right to her.

“Did I ever give you a hard time about these?” Sylvan Cheney’s voice turned cold.

The warmth in his eyes gradually faded away.

“I care.” Jasmine Yale said indifferently.

She continued to pack, her movements a bit forceful.

At college, she had put away the bank card he had given to her, without using a single cent from it.

He seemed busy and unaware about her part-time job.

“You don’t want to use my money, or are there other guys providing for you? Hmm?”

At his words, Jasmine Yale changed color and dropped the clothes she was holding.

She turned around and glared at him, visibly upset.

“I don’t have a boyfriend, and if I did, I would never let him spend money on me.”

Sometimes, his words were really harsh.

She was perfectly able-bodied, why would she need a man’s money?

What kind of person had he imagined her to be?

“Is it that you don’t have a boyfriend, or you’re hiding it from me?”

“Why are you asking such questions?” Jasmine Yale, visibly annoyed, stated, “Currently, I do not have a boyfriend, and there’s nothing to hide from you. if I ever have a boyfriend in the future, I’ll tell you.”

“As I said before…”

“No early relationships?” Jasmine Yale interrupted him, “I’m twenty years old now, stop treating me like I’m a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl! Mr. Cheney, twenty is a legal age to get married, okay?”

She usually listened to him.

But she would not stand him being unreasonable.

Really, she had never met someone as unreasonable as him.

Since entering college, her temperament had grown, she wasn’t as compliant as before.

Others had their rebellious stage at sixteen or seventeen, it was only after she entered college that she felt truly free and began to rebel, under the oppressive Sylvan Cheney.

During the New Year period, he didn’t talk much with her.

But now, for some unknown reason, he began to be unreasonable again.

“Daring to talk back to me now.”

“No.” Jasmine Yale defied, “I wouldn’t dare talk back to you.”

She was clear about her position and status in the Cheney Residence.

“Or is it that you think that since you’re in college now, you no longer need to rely on me, and can fly away on your own?” A chill flashed through Sylvan Cheney’s eyes, “If you dare to fly, I dare to clip your wings.”

Jasmine Yale was angered, the sparks of anger flaring up inside her!

“Mr. Cheney, I will have to leave the Cheney Residence one day!” she exclaimed angrily.

Sylvan’s eyes turned colder.

Every time she mentioned anything about “leaving”, his whole body would exude a coldness like the inside of an ice house.

Colder than the wintry wind of the twelfth lunar month by several degrees.

Particularly, his eyes, filled with icy chilliness.

This coldness made the surrounding temperature drop a few degrees.

Seeing him angry, she was scared and stepped back a couple of steps: “I’ll study hard, I won’t date in college.”

Back then, she still loved him.

Even though her confession was rejected, she still kept him in her heart.

Sometimes, this affection was like a jar of strong liquor, tasted deep in the night, it always choked her to tears.

“I’ll drop you off on the fourteenth,” said Sylvan coldly.

Her university was in Landon, but in the outskirts.

He had never dropped her off at the university before.

Jasmine Yale stubbornly shook her head: “I already made a promise with the student council president that we’ll go on the tenth.”

“A male or female student council president?”

“A…male…” Before she could finish, she covered her mouth, swallowing the rest of her words.