Chapter 2646: You Think I Want to See That Girl?

Ten minutes later.

Sylvan Cheney returned to the hospital room.

He hadn’t smoked but stood by the window making a phone call.

When he came back, he saw Jasmine Yale still sitting on the bed dazedly, hugging her knees, motionless, looking lost, and not having changed her clothes.

"Jasmine Yale, you don’t like the clothes?" He frowned, displeased.

She didn’t respond.

"Do I have to force you? If I force you, you’ll scold me for being worse than a beast. Fine, if you keep this up, I’ll go to your house and bring Little Clementine here, let her see what her mother is up to."

His words indeed provoked Jasmine Yale to lift her head: "Don’t go see Little Clementine! You mustn’t see her! You can do whatever you want to me, but you mustn’t harm Little Clementine!"

"Do you think I want to see that girl? I’ll give you one more chance, come downstairs with me for breakfast, otherwise, I’ll drive to your house right now."

Jasmine Yale became agitated and jumped off the bed barefoot, her hair in disarray, rushing to Sylvan Cheney, clutching his shirt and not letting go.

"Sylvan Cheney, you just have to force me, you just have to force me!" She hit him, punched him, bit him in anguish, "Why don’t you disappear from my sight, why... why did you come to Cakago, your daughter is about to be born, why are you still bothering me... Whether I live or die, what does it have to do with you? Can’t you just let me go?"

"You don’t want to see me, and I don’t feel like seeing you either." He didn’t move, allowing Jasmine Yale to bite him, hit him, crumpling his shirt into a wrinkled mess.

Jasmine Yale’s eyes turned red, tears shimmering in her eyes: "I’ve lost to you, lost to you completely, so... I will leave the financial world, leave Cakago, you won’t come looking for trouble with me again, will you?!"

"I have a family, a wife, and a daughter, a career, a stable life, why would I come looking for you? About last night, I just wanted you to see, with your blockhead, don’t even think about battling with the Old Foxes of the financial world. Will Caddel is an illegitimate child, his mother’s temper is volatile, growing up with cold shoulders and insults. His mother, rather than being his mom, is more like his baton, he’s just a tool for her to achieve her own goals. Men who grew up in such environments mature early, and they have more cunning and scheming than others, while an idiot like you only scratches the surface."

"Sylvan Cheney, you shouldn’t have pulled me back, you should have watched me fall step by step. Do you know? The days of striving are hard, and if I fall, I won’t have to strive anymore..." Her voice held a tinge of bleakness.

She no longer had the strength to hit him, only using her fingers to clutch his shirt to keep from falling.

Her breath was somewhat weak, and her hands had lost strength.

She didn’t even want to speak anymore, only listening to Sylvan Cheney’s chastisement...

Sylvan Cheney wrapped his arm around her waist, preventing her from collapsing.

He dragged her to the bathroom, unbuttoned her hospital gown, preparing to change her into clean clothes.

"Jasmine Yale, you’re only in your twenties, if you dare to fall, I’ll kill you. Your daughter is quite adorable, if you corrupt her, then you’ll really be worse than me."

He fetched new clothes and helped her put them on.

He personally dressed her in a bra, a dress, carefully fastening her buttons.

Jasmine Yale, like a rag doll, let him do as he pleased, her silent face devoid of much warmth.

Sylvan Cheney took a comb to tidy her hair and used a hair tie to tie up her long hair.