Chapter 1457: Chapter 1457: She Crossed His Bottom Line
She knew he must be very angry, but simply hadn’t shown it to her.
“It looks like it’s going to rain.” Jasmine Yale glanced at the sky outside the balcony, dark and heavy, “Are you coming back for lunch?”
“I’ll be back in the evening.” Sylvan Cheney finally spoke.
“Oh, sorry, I didn’t tell you such a big thing.” Jasmine Yale lowered her head, “If you want to scold me, just do it, I promise I won’t talk back.”
“…”
“Are you driving? Then I won’t disturb you, I’ll wait for you tonight.” Jasmine Yale hung up the phone.
Her fingers were still trembling, although she couldn’t see his expression, she could feel that he was angry.
The sky outside the window was gloomy, and Jasmine Yale rested her chin on her hands, watching the outside.
Soon enough, as expected, it began to rain.
The rain was not light, drizzling, coming in waves.
Jasmine Yale closed her eyes slightly, her long lashes drooping as she stared unblinkingly at the cold rain outside the window.
The rain tapped on the window, making a “pitter-patter” sound, one long, one short, as if tapping on her heart.
Jasmine Yale just watched the rain outside distractedly.
The rain became heavier, water streams gathered on the window, merging into threads of silk.
The rain outside blurred the view, and a thin layer of white mist rose in the air, billowing and making the scenery outside the Cheney Residence even more ethereal.
The winter rain is somewhat cold.
This year in Landon has been drier than in past years, this seemed to be the first rain since she came back.
“Miss Yale, I’ve made tea for you,” Butler Santana approached.
“Thank you, Butler Santana, I’ll go walk on the rooftop,” Jasmine Yale stood up.
She felt like watching the rain from the rooftop.
“Okay.”
Jasmine Yale followed the stairs to the rooftop, the spacious and bright rooftop allowed her to see everything at a glance.
On rainy days, the surroundings are even more open.
Jasmine Yale stood by the railing, capable of watching all day long.
As usual, she took off her shoes and stood barefoot on the fluffy carpet, she liked the feeling.
Remembering the last evening she and Sylvan Cheney spent here, Jasmine Yale’s face blushed slightly.
She leaned on the railing to watch the rain, her face calm, her eyes devoid of ripples.
“Sylvan Cheney…” she called his name.
She missed him.
The sky was gray and murky, a look into the distance showed only distant mountains and mist, a vast expanse.
She didn’t know whether he would forgive her. After all, he had said not to interfere with any business of the corporation.
He is a person with clear boundaries and principles, and she, she had crossed his boundaries.
She pouted, leaning on the railing, silently watching the rain.
Time ticked by second by second.
Just like that, she stood on the rooftop the entire day.
She spent the whole day by herself.
The rain blurred, the sky gradually darkening.
Night gradually fell, and the scene in front of her shifted from day to night.
But, the rain continued to fall.
As she absentmindedly watched the rain, she heard footsteps behind her!
Jasmine Yale turned around and immediately saw Sylvan Cheney standing at the door.
He had changed into a black sweater and casual pants, looking young, handsome, with limitless elegance.
The rooftop was big, and there was a long distance between her and him.
“Come down,” Sylvan Cheney glanced at her and turned to walk downstairs.
Jasmine Yale heard him and obediently trotted over, following behind him.
The two walked one after the other.
Jasmine Yale didn’t dare to walk beside him.
Just before reaching the first floor, Sylvan Cheney suddenly stopped.
Jasmine Yale, who was looking at the ground, collided with his back unexpectedly.