Chapter 244: Will Find You a Good Home

He grabbed the medicine from the table and forcibly stuffed it into her mouth.

He pinched her neck, not allowing her to spit it out.

Only when she had swallowed the pills did he throw her a cold glance.

"Sylvan Cheney, you're committing murder," she coughed nonstop, staring at him angrily.

"You're such an adult, yet so childish!"

"Not everyone can be like you, you're just jealous because I'm younger."

Sylvan Cheney scoffed.

"So bitter..." The bitterness spread in her mouth, and Jasmine Yale desperately wished she could spit out the medicine.

Only then did Sylvan soften his tone, "Once you've taken the medicine, your stomach won't hurt anymore. Be good."

She said nothing else, after all, she had already swallowed the medicine. What else could she do?

"Miss Yale, I'm quite reassured seeing you change so much," Tomer, the housekeeper started talking lightly again.

Jasmine's memories were pulled back.