Fated love: the unwanted bride

Chapter 334: Have You Felt My Intentions?

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He took her to the highest point of the club, the rooftop.

It was extremely cold during the deep autumn night, the wind howled, brushing past their cheeks.

Jasmine Yale wrapped herself tighter in her coat.

The temperature difference between the inside of the club and the outside was extreme, like fire and ice.

Joe Heath led her to the corner, where the wind was softer.

“Stand here, wait for me.” Joe Heath said.

“What are we looking at?” Jasmine Yale was curious.

This place was very high, they had a panoramic view of the surrounding scenery.

City lights twinkled in the night, vehicles were like a long dragon on the road, moving back and forth.

Jasmine Yale became cold after standing for a while.

Joe Heath walked to the front of the rooftop and made a call.

“Well, close your eyes.” Joe Heath walked back towards her and called out.

“Oh.”

Jasmine Yale obediently closed her eyes.

As she closed her eyes, darkness enveloped her surroundings, with only the sound of the wind brushing past her ears.

Seeing her shiver from the cold, Joe Heath took off his coat and draped it over her.

Jasmine Yale was startled and wanted to open her eyes.

“Don’t move.” Joe Heath stopped her.

His clothes still retained his body warmth and a faint scent of cologne.

Joe Heath stood alongside her.

He looked up at the sky and silently counted to three.

“Open your eyes.” He glanced towards her.

Pop

A firework bloomed in the sky, radiant and dazzling.

It was colourful, splendid like spring flowers.

The wind whipped up Jasmine Yale’s long hair as she squinted her eyes to look at the sky.

“Well… this was specially arranged for you.” Joe Heath said, “Even if you don’t like it, you have to say you do, alright?”

Jasmine Yale laughed, glancing at the fireworks then at Joe Heath.

“How can there be someone like you who insists I say I like it even if I don’t?”

“So, do you like it or not?”

Joe Heath looked at her, his gaze full of affection.

There was an inexplicable charm about Jasmine Yale that he simply could not resist. At the very least, she intrigued him a lot.

“Hike it.” Jasmine Yale nodded.

She looked up at the sky; the fireworks blossoming one after another were exceptionally beautiful.

“Do you really like it?” Joe Heath went closer to her, gently exhaling right next to her neck.

“I really do.” Jasmine Yale laughed and dodged him.

She was not lying.

This was the first time someone had arranged fireworks for her. She liked it a lot and was deeply touched.

It felt like… being forgotten all this while, hiding in the corner with self­consciousness, then suddenly someone remembers you.

And tells you, that he has been paying attention to you for quite some time.

She was not as optimistic as she imagined herself to be.

Her low self-esteem was a childhood hangover.

“Don’t blink… one, two, three.”

Joe Heath counted down and right as he reached “three”-

Two fireworks blossomed together in the sky, forming two characters: Jasmine.

Jasmine, as in a dream.

Jasmine Yale jumped up in surprise, “So, you really did arrange this for me!”

“Of course, why would I lie to you?” Joe Heath looked at her, smiling, “Did you feel the sentiment behind my gesture?”

“Yes.”

Jasmine Yale skipped happily towards the front, trying to get closer to the fireworks.

“Be careful,” Joe Heath called out, and ran after her.

The wind whistled as it blew.

Only then did Jasmine Yale realize he was only wearing a shirt. She handed his coat back to him.

“Are you cold? If you are, let’s go down quickly, okay?”

” I don’ t feel cold with you by my side.”

Joe Heath took her wrist and placed it over his heart, his laughter unrestrained and joyous.

“You need to feel my sentiment like this.”

Jasmine Yale quickly drew her hand back, she glared at him disdainfully, “We are not that close yet.”