Fated love: the unwanted bride

Chapter 469: Never See Mr. Cheney Again

“Also, Mr. Cheney and I are friends, so you don’t need to lump others in with your contemptible thoughts.” Jasmine Yale said calmly.

She seemed particularly clear-headed this early in the morning.

“Young lady, I don’t want to debate with you, let Sylvan Cheney come here; I can overlook your rudeness.”

Teagan Cheney was wiping coffee stains from his clothes.

His face had turned particularly unpleasant.

Getting doused in coffee by a young girl was a bitter pill to swallow.

“As I said, you don’t deserve to see Mr. Cheney. Meeting someone like you would make him lose his appetite for days. With a father like you, I think he might feel humiliated.”

Jasmine Yale spelled out each word, each sentence making Teagan Cheney’s face darken further.

Over the years, he was always seen in a positive light. No one had ever dared to accuse him to his face.

Even Sylvan would never curse him like this.

Teagan Cheney’s face turned even more sour.

He was visibly upset.

“Sometimes, one needs to be self-aware. Besides the blood connection, what else do you and Mr. Cheney have in common? Since there is nothing, don’t you find your constant visits a nuisance, like a troublesome fly?”

“Mr. Cheney doesn’t want to acknowledge you as his father, which you should have known by now. If you still plan on exploiting Mr. Cheney, then I think you’re mistaken. I believe that the one to end up in the worst state will never be Mr. Cheney, it will be you.”

“Mr. Cheney still has some consideration for you, but how long can this so-called blood connection provide you with a way out? If you’re wise, you should leave and never disturb him again.”

“The words that Mr. Cheney couldn’t say, I said them for him. I can’t guarantee that my thoughts can represent his, but surely, these are the things he wanted to tell you.”

“If you’re self-aware, you should never meet with Mr. Cheney again. Otherwise, even if Mr. Cheney strikes you, you can’t blame him for being unreasonable.”

Teagan Cheney was rendered speechless by Jasmine Yale’s words.

He admitted that these were words Sylvan Cheney would never say.

But that didn’t mean Sylvan didn’t think this way.

However, there’s nothing to fear about this young girl.

“Young lady, I don’t want to have to get physical with you, you should leave obediently. The matters between me and my son don’t require an outsider’s meddling.” Teagan Cheney suppressed his anger.

But his eyes had already turned bloodshot.

It seemed like he could explode at any moment!

Jasmine Yale stepped back two paces, avoiding Teagan Cheney.

A shameless man in the throes of rage might do the unthinkable.

But just then, the partially closed door was pushed open!

The towering Sylvan Cheney stood in the doorway, his eyebrows furrowed as he quickly strode forward.

With a stretch of his long arm, he pulled Jasmine Yale into his arms.

“Teagan Cheney, you should understand the difference between an outsider and a family member. She’s not the outsider, you are.” Sylvan Cheney said coldly.

His sharp gaze swept over Teagan Cheney’s face.

It was as cutting as a knife.

He had heard everything Jasmine Yale had said.

After she had left the bar, he had followed her.

He was afraid she would be treated unfairly.

But he didn’t expect Jasmine Yale would speak up for him.

“Sylvan Cheney, you!” Teagan Cheney was angered, “You talk to your father like this?”

“The term ‘father’ is subjective, and you, you don’t deserve it.” Sylvan Cheney replied indifferently.

Teagan Cheney was taken aback, standing there in stunned silence.

Every time he confronted Sylvan Cheney, Sylvan never retaliated harshly.

He thought that Sylvan was somewhat afraid of him.

But he was wrong.

“Let’s go.” Sylvan Cheney gently ruffled Jasmine Yale’s hair and led her out.