Chapter 112: That Night, It Was Her First Time

"Mistake? It's over just because I made a mistake?"

Sylvan Cheney was very dissatisfied with her attitude, his expression particularly grim.

"So what are you suggesting? Mr. Cheney, you didn't lose anything, did you? You talk as if I've taken advantage of you, that was my first time," Jasmine Yale's voice lowered.

That evening was her first time.

So initially, it was excruciatingly painful.

Although she was drunk, the feeling was agonizing.

"Damn it!" Sylvan Cheney cursed under his breath, his icy gaze fixed on her face.

Who said she got the short end of the stick?

Jasmine Yale was upset, "Are you cursing me?"

"...."

Jasmine Yale was angry, and with great indignation, attempted to sit up from the bed.

He cursed at her! He actually did curse her!

In the past, in her eyes, he was an unapproachable man, deep, elegant, and mature.

Now everything he represented collapsed completely!

He was no longer the man she knew!

He had actually cursed her!