Fated love: the unwanted bride-Chapter 867 - Jasmine Yale Looks Pitiful

Chapter 867 -867 Jasmine Yale Looks Pitiful

Jasmine Yale stared at the bed for a long time, her lifeless gaze settled on the bed, on the neatly shaped quilt.

The bedroom with a marine theme, cute sheets, filled with the scent of the room.

Nothing was missing, except for the little guy who should be sleeping on it.

The bedroom was unusually quiet.

Jasmine Yale’s heart raced uncontrollably, she could even hear her own irregular, chaotic heartbeat!

Her face was filled with astonishment and unwillingness.

Where was the little guy? Had he gotten up?

Yes, their Chaley was not one to dawdle in bed.

When Jasmine couldn’t find Little Chale in his bedroom, she ran to hers!

Sometimes the little guy was naughty; he would run to her room to sleep.

She wasn’t as strict as Sylvan; if he wanted to sleep, she let him.

But when she pushed the door open—

It was still empty!

Her bedroom was very clean, emitting a faint scent of lavender, enchanting, dreamlike.

But where was the little guy’s figure?

Jasmine Yale was anxious.

She quickly ran to check Sylvan’s bedroom, study, washroom, bathroom… She almost turned the villa upside down!

“Little Chale! Little Chale!”

But where was the little guy’s figure? Nowhere to be found!

Where had her Little Chale gone?

Today was Saturday, the little guy didn’t have classes in the morning, how could he not be in the villa?

Where had he gone?

Jasmine Yale was so anxious that she looked everywhere, sweating profusely!

She took off her coat and turned the villa inside out again!

“Where has the young master gone?” she asked, grabbing hold of a servant.

The servants didn’t know, shaking their heads one after another.

She asked one and got no answer, she asked two and still no answer!

Jasmine Yale was so anxious her face turned red, and a layer of cold sweat formed on her back. She wiped the sweat from her forehead and ran to Butler Santana.

Butler Santana had been evasive all along, avoiding her gaze.

“Butler Santana, where is Chaley? Isn’t he home?”

Butler Santana hemmed and hawed, “I, I don’t know, the young master seems to have been picked up to go play by the driver…”

“Has something happened to Chaley?” That was Jasmine’s first reaction.

Butler Santana shook his head quickly, insisting, “No, the young master is fine.”

He had never seen Jasmine Yale this frantic, and a sense of guilt suddenly rose in his heart.

He truly didn’t know how to answer Jasmine Yale.

Jasmine and the young master had a close bond, not only did the young master depend on Jasmine Yale, he realized she was becoming a bit reliant on the young master as well.

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That feeling was almost like… an inseparable attachment.

“Where is he? I want to see him… I want to see him…” Jasmine Yale looked at Butler Santana with pathetic eyes.

She wanted to see the little guy…

Seeing Jasmine Yale’s pleading eyes, Butler Santana felt some compassion.

“Miss Yale, why don’t you wait a little longer, maybe the young master will come back soon.”

“When did he leave? Where did he go to play? Did he wear enough clothes?” Jasmine Yale asked with concern.

She had thought she would see Chale Cheney as soon as she woke up, but now…

Her eyes were filled with disappointment.

“Someone is taking care of the young master, you can rest assured,” said Butler Santana.

Butler Santana was very anxious; she had just called Mr. Cheney, hoping he would return soon to relieve her of this predicament.

She simply couldn’t keep up this lie.

It wouldn’t take a day for Jasmine Yale to find out Chale Cheney had left.

This departure, who knew how many years it might be.

Jasmine Yale nodded, supporting herself against the wall as she walked weakly toward the couch.

Her emotions were still very agitated.