Chapter 729: Chapter 729



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“On the matter of Jasmine’s return to school.” The principal’s daughter had heard about it from the principal.

After hearing about it, she called Wendy as soon as possible.

Wendy stiffened. “Jasmine is back?

In other words, what Boyce had said was true. The girl in the car had nothing to do with him.

He’d broken up with her and investigated her dark history.

Was it because Jasmine was back?

Wendy was shaking with rage. She had clearly said before that she wanted Wendy and Boyce to be together, but why had she suddenly appeared again.What did she want?

Was he playing games with her?

The more Wendy thought about it, the angrier she got.

“Okay, I get it.” She repressed her anger and said into the phone.

The principal’s daughter smiled, “I just wanted to tell you why Boyce broke up. I think you should leave him. There are a lot of men. Although Boyce is an outstanding person, he’s not the only one who is.”

The principal’s daughter felt that if something wasn’t meant to be, forcing it was futile, and that it was better to give up.

Wendy said in a calm voice, “I see.”

“Okay then, I’m hanging up.”

Once the call was over, Wendy angrily got into the car and drove off.

Boyce drove the car back to the villa. No one was asleep yet. The dining room had already been cleaned. Jayden was helping Amanda with her homework and Andrew was with Jessica.

Boyce went into the kitchen, where Jasmine was chopping fruit. Although she had not long arrived at the villa, in a few days she had become aware of the family’s habits.

They ate fruit after dinner. She saw that Coral was getting old and that there were a lot of people. So she took on some of the work she could do herself, reducing Coral’s burden.

Jasmine saw that it was Boyce who had come in, so she asked quietly.

“Did Armand and Theresa have a fight?”

When Armand had asked Theresa to leave him, it was obvious that Theresa was deliberately avoiding him. In general, weren’t people in love more reluctant to part with each other?

They felt something weighing on them.

Boyce didn’t answer her directly. It wasn’t that he wanted to deliberately hide it from Jasmine. It was that the reason for the barrier between Armand and Theresa was Theresa’s inability to have children. It was a matter related to Theresa’s privacy and it wasn’t good for him to tell Jasmine.

“It’s just a bit of bickering.”

Jasmine understood and asked no more questions. She smiled and told him, “I officially start classes tomorrow.”

Boyce nodded, then reached out and patted her on the head, “Okay, study well.”

Jasmine felt uncomfortable. She felt like he was treating her like she was his oldest, especially patting her on the head like he was coaxing a child. Jasmine frowned and said, “You are not allowed to touch my hair.”

Boyce’s heart pounded for a moment – were his actions making her feel violated?

He hastily withdrew his hand and explained, “Jasmine, I didn’t mean to…”.

“Are you treating me like a child?” Jasmine interrupted him before he could finish his explanation.

He didn’t notice her solemn caution.

Boyce looked at her young face, “You are a child.”

“Boyce.” Jasmine patted his chest, “Don’t treat me like a child.”

Boyce whispered, “But you weren’t that old at first…”.

“So you’re going out with a girl?” Jasmine raised her head. “How annoying and ridiculous, how come you don’t know the first thing about romantic relationships?

Boyce’s voice was muffled almost instantly.

It took him a while to find something to change the subject, “What are you cutting up?”

Jasmine looked at the pineapple under the fruit knife and blinked, “You don’t know about pineapple?”

Boyce was speechless.

He’d be stupid not to know her. He just wanted to change the damn subject; he didn’t know he’d be embarrassed to open his mouth again.

Jasmine smiled, picked up a small piece of fruit and lifted it to her lips, “Try it.” Boyce opened his mouth stiffly.

Jasmine smiled sweetly and asked, “Is it tasty?”.

“Sweet,” Boyce replied.

Jasmine stared at his quivering lips and checked that no one was at the door. She walked over and kissed him on the lips before asking, “Which is sweeter – me or the pineapple?”

Boyce could only feel the warmth lingering on his lips, the soft touch of her had not yet dissipated. The nervousness and violent pounding of his heart caused by her sudden kiss had not yet subsided. He stuttered for a long time, unable to speak.

Jasmine liked that he didn’t know what to do in this situation. He looked a little silly and amused.

“All set.” Jasmine put the cut fruit on the plate. She had worked in a restaurant and had seen the cooks arrange the plate, so she arranged the fruit on the plate very delicately. Besides, the china in the villa was also very nice, which made it look very pleasing to the eye.

Boyce said, “You know how to do a lot of things.”

Jasmine said self-mockingly, “I’m amazing, aren’t I?”.

Boyce knew that she had experienced a lot in her life, that’s why she could do so many things.

He reached out and gently touched her cheek. Apprehensive, he said, “I’ll take care of you from now on.”

Jasmine nodded vigorously and said, “I believe in you.”

“Tsk tsk, you’re too unbridled. Is it okay to whisper sweet nothings in other people’s houses?” Theresa leaned against the kitchen door with her arms around her chest, laughing and teasing them.

Boyce turned to look at her, “Why are you so in cahoots with Armand today?” Theresa left as soon as Armand was mentioned.

Jasmine laughed, “We should go too.” Boyce nodded.

“Everyone, eat some fruit.” Jasmine and Boyce put the bowl of fruit on the coffee table.

They could all eat fruit and chat.

“I’m going to eat something first and then I’ll do the rest.” Amanda found an excuse. She found learning to write too difficult and her hand hurt from writing so much.

Andrew had already finished the homework assigned by the teacher, only Amanda had not yet finished hers.

Jayden also loved his granddaughter very much. He said, “Okay. Have something to eat.

Take a break and then finish up.”

“Thank you, Grandpa.” Amanda hugged Jayden’s face and gave him a peck.

Jayden smiled kindly.

Just then, the doorbell rang. Theresa was nearby; she stood up and said, “Everyone sit down, I’m going to open the door.”

She walked to the door and opened it to see an unfamiliar middle-aged woman pushing a wheelchair .

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