Fated love: the unwanted bride

Chapter 544: Chapter 544: Can I Wait for You, Is That Okay?

If it can’t be erased, she can only be tormented.

Deep light flowed in Joe Heath’s eyes, bit by bit, slowly dispersing.

He had vaguely guessed it.

But guessing and hearing it from Jasmine Yale’s mouth was different.

He had felt that Sylvan Cheney’s feelings for Jasmine Yale were different, moreover, Jasmine Yale had lived at the Cheney residence for twelve years.

All these happening seemed not so strange.

Joe Heath moved the corners of his lips, stroking her hair.

“I don’t mind,” Joe Heath said indifferently, “I want you, not your past.”

“If I care about these things, what business do I have liking you? I am not without flaws, I also had girlfriends.”

Word by word, sentence by sentence, Joe Heath spoke with unusual seriousness.

His face was rarely serious.

He genuinely didn’t mind.

Jasmine Yale shook her head in pain: “But, I mind.”

“Jasmine, don’t think like that,” Joe Heath turned her shoulders so she faced him, “It’s all in the past, who doesn’t have an ex? I truly don’t mind, don’t burden yourself.”

Jasmine Yale kept shaking her head: “I really do mind, you deserve better than me.”

“Jasmine, don’t think that way. Look, you’ve told me, and I don’t feel anything,” Joe Heath said, “I like you, that won’t change.”

This girl, too insecure.

He didn’t mind, what was she minding for?

Jasmine Yale kept shaking her head: “I don’t want to date for now, I don’t have other thoughts, just want to work well, and if possible, go study abroad.”

“Jasmine, I support you.”

Joe Heath didn’t coerce her.

If she couldn’t overcome this mental block for now, he wouldn’t insist.

“Jasmine, can I wait for you?”

“No, don’t wait for me, I don’t want to hold you back.”

Joe Heath didn’t say anything, he could wait.

Rarely did he like a woman, he didn’t want to miss out just like that.

“Jasmine, don’t think too much, let’s go out? I’ll take you to my office? Fancy an autograph from a big star? Hmm?” Joe Heath coaxed her patiently.

Jasmine Yale stopped crying.

“No.”

“Hehe, then do we go watch a movie? Our Star Sharp just released a movie, we can get a private screening? Consider it supporting the box office.”

“No.”

“Then what are we going to do, want to go get hot pot? It’s cold, eating hot pot would warm us up. I know a newly opened restaurant, the taste is pretty good.”

Only then did Jasmine Yale nod: “Let’s eat hot pot.”

“Alright, it’s settled.”

Jasmine Yale didn’t want to stay in this awkward atmosphere.

Having told Joe Heath, it was better for both of them.

She didn’t want to hide it from Joe Heath.

Joe Heath drove her around the beach.

Looking out through the car window, the beach scenery was spectacular, seagulls gathered, waves rolled, carrying the bleak and icy feel of winter.

The car was comfortably warm with a faint lavender scent.

Jasmine leaned against the window, feeling a bit sleepy.

“Can I take a nap?” she asked.

“Sleep, I’ll call you when we reach.” Joe Heath glanced at her fondly.

“Mmm.” Jasmine Yale obediently nodded.

Joe Heath really loved her tiny figure, too love, deeply loved.

Loved her so much that he found her perfect in every way, even though she demeaned herself, she was still the little princess in his heart.

Ah, the little princess, needed careful nurturing.

On the way, Joe Heath reached out, stroking her hair and little face.