Chapter 634: Who gave you the audacity to slap me?

Deep affection shimmered in Sylvan Cheney's eyes.

Jasmine Yale suddenly felt uncomfortable. Over these years, she had moved further and further away from the word "happiness".

It seemed she had forgotten what this term used to mean to her.

Jasmine Yale lowered her head, tidying up the bottles and jars on the table.

"Mr.Cheney, please take your medicine and go to sleep. It's late, you should rest."

"Tired?"

"Yes."

"It's Saturday tomorrow, you don't have to work, do you?"

"I've made plans to go shopping with Ann."

"Have you grown close?"

"Yes, she introduced me to Professor Mackenzie and bought lots of books for me."

Jasmine stood up, pushed away his hand, and walked to the bedside.

Her heart was racing.

She couldn't describe her feelings, it was like something inside her had been ignited.

Some long-suppressed emotions began to ebb and flow within her heart.

Moreover, she was losing control over these feelings.

It felt like a thousand ants were swarming in her heart.