Chapter 517: Passed the Age of Falling in Love

When did Sylvan Cheney become so shameless?

"Jasy, if you really want to reclaim it, I'm ready anytime, for free."

Sylvan Cheney leaned in towards her face, his lips mischievously curved.

Jasmine Yale avoided him: "It's time for you to leave."

Sylvan Cheney pecked her cheek: "I'll pick you up tomorrow for Christmas."

Having said that, he let go of her.

Once he released her, she dashed into the bathroom like a hare.

He helplessly tugged the corner of his lips as he watched her flee.

Having donned his coat, he left Jasmine Yale's room.

With a "bang", the door closed behind him.

Jasmine Yale leaned tiredly against the cold bathroom wall.

Her eyes were filled with exhaustion.

She didn't know how many more refusals she could afford. She was tired.

Endless maneuvering, endless resistance.

Obsession that simply cannot be cut off, creating a messy situation.

She had loved him once, but now, she couldn't find a reason to love him anymore.