Chapter 1075: It's Not Like I've Never Been Scolded by Him

Her small claws clutched tightly onto his trench coat, not loosening their grip until he placed her on the passenger seat.

Sylvan Cheney bent down and patiently peeled her fingers away, one by one.

His movements were very gentle.

"Mmm," Jasmine Yale smacked her lips, refusing to let go, then grabbed onto his clothes again and kept burrowing her head into his chest.

Sylvan Cheney was helpless.

She truly treated his embrace as if it were her nest, warm and cozy, not wanting to leave it at all.

Sylvan Cheney had no choice but to hold her and go to the back seat of the car, letting her lean on him to sleep.

There was a tired pallor under her eyes, dark circles forming.

No wonder, she had classes during the day, worked a part-time job in the evenings, and continued working on weekends without giving herself a moment to breathe.

Sylvan Cheney's slender fingers stroked her face, from her hair down to her cheeks.

Jasmine was very quiet and didn't fuss.