Fated love: the unwanted bride - Chapter 602

Chapter 602: Chapter 602: Taking Revenge on Chale Cheney

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In reality, she didn’t have many thoughts at 20.

Just being able to spend a birthday with him was enough, as they had been together for 12 years after all.

But this wish wasn’t fulfilled; he only came home after she had celebrated her birthday with a friend.

That day, she drank too much, disregarding his control for the first time in her life and let herself loose with alcohol.

He seemed quite angry when he got back, only uttering a cold “Happy Birthday” before he headed upstairs.

Buzz, buzz…

Suddenly, her phone rang.

The computer screen was still lit.

Jasmine Yale snapped back from her memories.

Turns out, she had been spacing out for a while.

These days, she seemed dazed, always zoning out.

Her throat felt as though a stone was lodged in it, causing a sour taste to linger.

Whether it was, or wasn’t.

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Whether right, or wrong.

Having disputed, or caused a fuss.

There wouldn’t be another person in this world like Sylvan Cheney who could induce chaos in her, easily pulling at her affections.

She picked up the phone and softly said, “Hello…?”

“Miss Yale, I’m sorry to inform you that little Chale Cheney is missing,” came the voice of the piano teacher!

“What? Where did little Chale go?”

Jasmine Yale leapt to her feet, her complexion turning pale in an instant.

“Miss Yale, during the break, little Chale went to the restroom and didn’t come back for quite some time. When I went looking for him, he was gone.” The teacher was almost in tears.

“How could he just disappear? Isn’t there a surveillance camera in the restroom? Did you send someone to look for him?”

“There isn’t a camera in the restroom. All of our teachers went out looking for him but couldn’t find him, which is why we’re calling you. We wanted to ask if little Chale has any particular favourite places he goes to.”

“He’s just a child; he doesn’t have any particular place he likes to go. He is obedient and wouldn’t just run off!”

Jasmine Yale almost screamed hysterically down the phone.

Little Chale was well-behaved and wouldn’t just run off by himself.

Unless… someone has taken him away!

Suddenly, Jasmine Yale broke out in a cold sweat, her shoulders shaking.

Sylvan Cheney had many enemies, perhaps someone tries to take revenge on little Chale after knowing that Sylvan Cheney died.

The more Jasmine thought about it, the more panicked she became.

The possibility was high.

“Miss Yale, don’t worry, we have already reported to the police. Maybe they will find him soon. Please remain calm,” the teacher said nervously.

“Landon is so big, where do we go to find a child!”

Even if a report had been made, it would still take quite some time to find the little guy.

By then, what would happen to the little guy?

Jasmine Yale didn’t dare to think if he had just run off because he wanted to play.

But if it was a deliberate attempt at revenge…

Jasmine Yale shivered all over, her back drenched in a cold sweat.

Her hand that was holding the phone trembled.

Little Chale, Little Chale…

“Miss Yale, we’re doing everything we can,” the voice on the other end said helplessly, “I’m really sorry. We take full responsibility.”

“I’m coming over.”

After hanging up, Jasmine Yale quickly put on her coat, opened the door, and rushed downstairs.

She ran all the way out of her residential area and hailed a taxi.

Her face was so pale it was bloodless, and the driver was startled.

“Young lady, are you okay? Where to?”

Jasmine Yale gave the address; her hand was shaking and there was a broken look in her eyes.

“Alright, alright.”

From her place to where the class was held was not too close nor too far, but to Jasmine Yale, the car was moving way too slowly!

“Driver, could you go faster, much faster!”

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