Fated love: the unwanted bride

Chapter 375: The Woman Who Dares to Lose

Temper with Mr. Cheney

The letters were bending and twisting, but every stroke was very seriously drawn.

“Mr. Cheney, the words were taught to him by the young master.” Butler Santana continued to speak for Chale Cheney.

She really didn’t understand why Chale was so attached to Jasmine Yale.

Normally, children’s minds are fickle.

However, Chale missed Jasmine a lot.

Sylvan Cheney suppressed an emotion in his heart, his good-looking eyebrows tightly furrowed.

Chale was still crying, his sobbing deep and heartrending.

Butler Santana couldn’t bear it, shaking her head and sighing.

It must be said, Jasmine was too heartless. How could she not come to see Little Chale?

Sylvan Cheney bent down and carefully picked Chale up from the ground.

He realized that he didn’t know what to do with his son.

“Don’t cry, okay?” he coaxed with a frown.

Chale sobbed heavily, his little shoulders trembling fiercely.

He wiped his tears as he shook his head, “Can daddy bring Jasy back? I miss her…”

“She will come back.”

“Really?”

Chale’s big eyes were gleaming with crystalline tears, but at Sylvan’s words, he held back his tears.

Sylvan remained silent.

Butler Santana seized the opportunity to comfort him, “Yes, young master, Miss Yale will come back. She just went on a business trip.”

“What does ‘business trip’ mean? Why isn’t Jasy answering my calls?” Chale asked in confusion.

Butler Santana explained, “It means she’s busy with work, in a very remote place. She isn’t answering your calls because the signal is poor.”

Sure enough, the child was easily comforted. Chale immediately stopped crying.

His big eyes were bloodshot, and his small face was still stained with tear streaks.

After a while, Chale held his little hand in grievance.

“Then I will study hard now, I have a test tomorrow.”

“Exactly.” Butler Santana held his hand, “You’re the most obedient young master. You’ll do well in tomorrow’s exam, and when the results are out, Miss Yale will be back.”

“Okay…” the little guy responded in a childlike voice.

Butler Santana finally gave a sigh of relief.

She had never seen Chale being so upset before.

This child was very obedient, even more so than other children of his age, he’s mature for his age.

Perhaps because he has no mother, he is particularly sensible.

But ever since he met Jasmine, the little guy seemed to subconsciously consider her as his mother.

He started to learn how to be spoiled, how to be wilful.

Children, after all, are always somewhat dependent on their mothers.

Chale was cheered up by Butler Santana, he went to the bathroom to change his clothes on his own, and then obediently brushed his teeth and washed his face.

“Mr. Cheney, where did Miss Yale go? Why… why isn’t she coming anymore?” Butler Santana asked carefully.

Is she really dating Mr. Heath?

Even if she is, she could still come to see the young master, right?

“She’s throwing a tantrum at me,” Sylvan Cheney said flatly.

On his stunningly handsome face, a layer of frost was forming, giving off a chill.

“What?” Butler Santana was confused, her mouth wide open.

Before she could say anything else, Sylvan Cheney had already walked away.

Butler Santana stood on the spot, lost in thought for a long time.

She had never seen a woman dare to throw a tantrum at Mr. Cheney before.

It was a little past eight in the morning when Chale was sent to kindergarten by Butler Santana.

As soon as Butler Santana left, he coaxed his deskmate to borrow a phone.

“Little Dahlia, can I borrow your phone to call mommy?” Chale blinked his big eyes at the little girl.

The little girl couldn’t resist Chale’s gentleness, she blinked her eyes and obediently handed him the phone.

“Your mom has never been to kindergarten,” Little Dahlia said.