Fated love: the unwanted bride

Chapter 2399: Chapter 2399: To Put It Bluntly, Selling the Body

Maybe she’s bottled up too much temper over time, her voice was a bit loud.

The woman was obviously startled, turned her head and glanced at Jasmine Yale.

Jasmine Yale was also frightened by herself.

She’s not someone with much temper.

"Don’t think I don’t know anything..." the woman continued muttering, looking displeased at Jasmine Yale, "You aren’t even pregnant with Mr. Cheney’s child. Your husband died, you eyed Mr. Cheney’s money and status, came here to cohabit with him. Simply put, you sold your body. But it’s a shame, Mr. Cheney isn’t stupid; can he really care for someone like you, who readily throws herself at him? He’s just using you for a few days. Now he doesn’t want you, right? Haha..."

Jasmine Yale’s heart was pounding wildly, beating incessantly.

She was very angry, especially angry. Why can such a woman bully her?

She’s only met her a few times, she even politely greeted her. ƒгeewёbnovel.com

But even people like this can bully her without restraint, is it because Sylvan Cheney condones it?

Perhaps, what the woman was saying wasn’t wrong, she indeed was rushing.

When Sylvan Cheney suggested cohabiting, she came cheerfully, isn’t this exactly rushing?

Knowing Jasmine Yale was pregnant, the woman became all the more unrestrained, she continued to tidy the bathroom, full of disdain, not afraid of a pregnant woman.

"I advise you not to be angry with me here, quickly find yourself another man. I go out for housework daily, and I do know some wealthy men, how about I introduce a few to you? They’re all working alone in Chicago, with wives and children back home, feeling lonely!"

"You’ve discussed my cohabitation with Sylvan Cheney with Erin Janus?" Jasmine Yale stared at her eyes.

As expected, no wonder even Stacy knew about her living with Sylvan Cheney.

They aren’t particularly high-profile.

The woman’s face changed, immediately panicking: "Don’t make things up! Slander has legal consequences!"

"I indeed have no solid proof, but as a loose-mouthed servant like you, I can have Sylvan Cheney fire you. I do have that bit of power." Jasmine Yale replied calmly.

She understood now.

It’s this woman who’s the informer, she’s been bought by Erin Janus.

"Fire me if you must, I’ve plenty of jobs." The woman completely ignored Jasmine Yale’s threat.

On the contrary, she suddenly picked up Sylvan Cheney’s clothes, exclaiming: "Aiya, Mr. Cheney’s shirt collar has a lipstick mark, this color isn’t something a woman without taste would use."

Jasmine Yale followed her gaze.

The housekeeper held Sylvan Cheney’s usual favorite white shirt, its collar marked with bright red lipstick.

The color was bold, passionate, exuberant.

Indeed, not a color she preferred; she doesn’t even have such a color.

However, Erin Janus, she’s seen her use that color several times.

Jasmine Yale’s heart no longer fluctuated, calm and silent, like a lake without any ripples, exceedingly tranquil.

"Being third party, seeking money but pretending to be noble, I’ve never seen a woman as desperate for money as you, pregnant yet still selling herself." The woman’s attitude was more arrogant, "Mr. Cheney treats you as a tool, and you actually think he’d marry you? Dream on!"

Jasmine Yale coldly watched this woman, raised her hand, picked up the phone.

She dialed Sylvan Cheney’s number.

This time, Sylvan Cheney answered quite quickly.

"What’s up?"