Fated love: the unwanted bride-Chapter 833 - : His Jasmine, Little Jasmine

Chapter 833: Chapter 833: His Jasmine, Little Jasmine

Joe Heath’s voice was filled with accusative tones, this was the first time he was facing Sylvan Cheney in person.

He knew what the consequences of angering Sylvan Cheney were.

Although the Heath family and the Cheney Family were involved in different fields and industries, Sylvan had no intentions of entering the entertainment circle.

But he knew, if Sylvan wanted to ruin the Heath family and Star Sharp Group, it would be a piece of cake.

Even so, there were words he still wanted to say.

He still remembered how Jasmine would silently sit in front of the window, hugging her knees, looking at the stars when she was unhappy.

At those times, Jasmine would have a vacant look with a lifeless face.

Just staring up at the starry sky, motionless.

Nobody knew what was going on in her little head…

But he knew, she must have felt lonely and cold.

Such a Jasmine was pitiable and heartbreaking, always making him unable to resist approaching, wanting to warm her.

“Joe Heath, do you even know what you’re talking about? Hm?” Sylvan was furious.

“Am I wrong? Big brother.”

“Get out!”

“You can’t treat Jasmine like this, if you don’t love her, then let go. Look at what you’ve done, you’ve put her back in the hospital again, she has no sense of security with you. Even if she can’t be with me, she could find an ordinary man and have a happy, ordinary life.”

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Joe Heath always felt that even if Jasmine wasn’t going to be with him, she shouldn’t be with Sylvan either.

She was too pure to fit into Sylvan’s circle.

She was just an ordinary person who had met Sylvan by sheer mistake.

If she hadn’t met Sylvan, she wouldn’t have gone through all these major incidents.

She wouldn’t get caught in conspiracies and schemes, would not be bruised all over, nor would she be depressed…

Sylvan looked towards a bodyguard not far away and said coldly, “Throw him out.”

Two bodyguards immediately walked over with stern faces and unceremoniously grabbed Joe Heath’s arms.

Joe Heath was no match for the bodyguards, who were both tall and muscular, and he was dragged away by them.

“Let me see her! Let me see Jasmine! My heart aches for her…”

Joe Heath felt so distressed that he wanted to cry.

Having heard about Jasmine’s accident, he had been trying to see her but Sylvan’s security was too tight.

He would make porridge for her, he didn’t want to see her in trouble again.

Joe Heath’s voice grew more distant in the corridor until it was no longer heard.

Sylvan was vexed, one Lana Fern was enough, but now there was Joe Heath too, truly annoying.

He went to the smoking room and lit a cigarette.

But the smell of nicotine did nothing to ease the throbbing of his nerves, and he could only smoke one cigarette after another.

Jasmine, what was he going to do with her?

Downstairs, Joe Heath was ejected, looking very disheveled.

He was, after all, the president of Star Sharp Group, and being chased out of the building was embarrassing.

But that was secondary, he wanted to see Jasmine.

His sources were very good, and he had heard all about Sylvan and Yolanda’s situation; although shocked, that wasn’t important to him, only Jasmine was.

Lately, Jasmine had been living in the new villa purchased by Sylvan, and he had no chance to see her.

Upon hearing that she was hospitalized with a fever, he had wanted to see her but couldn’t get in.

This feeling of wanting to see her but being unable to was terrible, deeply frustrating and agonizing.

It was like having thousands of ants crawling over one’s heart, itchy and unbearable…

His Jasmine, Little Jasmine, poor Jasmine…

“CEO Heath, it’s cold outside, get in the car,” the Heath family driver came up with a resigned expression.