Chapter 775: Not with Another Woman

The scent of Sylvan Cheney filled her nostrils.

As soon as Jasmine Yale laid her eyes on him, she saw his slightly intoxicated look, and his deep eyes filled with desire.

Little Chaley is still here, how could he do this!

Jasmine Yale didn't dare to make a noise, she reached out from the quilt to grab his collar.

Her warm hand touched his icy neck, subconsciously shrinking back, then she dug her nails into him.

"Hiss..."

Sylvan felt the pain, his brows furrowed, his gaze fell on her face, then he let her go.

"Have you been drinking?" Jasmine Yale asked in a low voice.

She smelled, on him, a heavy scent of red wine, along with a hint of perfume.

"Mmm." Sylvan didn't deny it.

"Little Chaley is still here, you should leave first."

"No way." Sylvan's tone was dominant.

Obviously, he was not willing to let her go.

Knowing that the little guy was there, he pulled back the quilt and lifted Jasmine out of it.