Chapter 644 She Hurt Sylvan Cheney

"If you don't want to drink it, then forget it." Sylvan Cheney let go of her wrist, his tone full of helplessness and disappointment. "In my current condition, I really can't control you. You are free to do as you wish."

After saying this, he moved his wheelchair and left.

He's no longer like before.

In the past, if she said a single "No", he would absolutely not compromise.

"I didn't force you to stay here, you're under no obligation to care for me and Chale. If you want to leave, then go. There is no need to threaten me with these words."

Sylvan paused at the door before entering his bedroom.

Jasmine Yale stood frozen in her original spot.

Had her words hurt him?

Jasmine lowered her eyelashes, a gloomy gloss silently formed around her eyes.

Thinking about what she just said, it indeed was a bit excessive.

It was not intentional on her part.

It was his attitude that was bad.