Snare of Love
Chapter 729 Unbridled

"About the matter of Jasmine returning to school." The principal's daughter had heard it from the principal.

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

Wendy stiffened. 'Jasmine is back?'

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

He broke up with her and investigated her dark history.

Was it because Jasmine was back?

Wendy was trembling all over with burning rage. She had clearly said before that she wanted Wendy and Boyce to be together, but why did she suddenly appear again. What did she want? Was she playing with her?

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

"Okay, I understand." She suppressed 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 give up. There are plenty of men. Although Boyce is an outstanding person, he is not the only one who is outstanding."

The principal's daughter felt that if something was not meant to be then forcing it to happen was useless, and giving up was better.

Wendy said in a calm voice, "I see."

"Okay then, I am hanging up."

After the call ended, Wendy got into the car angrily and left.

Boyce drove the car back to the villa. No one was asleep yet. The dining room had already been cleaned up. Jayden was helping Amanda with her homework and Andrew was with Jessica. Boyce walked into the kitchen where Jasmine was cutting fruit. Although it hadn't been long since she had come to the villa, she had figured out the family's habits in a few days. They ate fruits after dinner. She saw that Coral was getting old and there were many people. So, she took over some of the work that she could do herself, reducing Coral's burden. Jasmine saw that it was Boyce who had come in so she asked in a low voice, "Did Armand and Theresa quarrel?"

When Armand had asked Theresa to drop him off, it was obvious that Theresa was deliberately evading him. Generally speaking, weren't people who were head over heels in love a bit more reluctant to part with each other?

They had felt like something was weighing on their minds.

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

"It is just a bit of bickering."

Jasmine understood and didn't ask any further questions. She smiled and told him, "I will officially begin classes tomorrow."

Boyce nodded, then reached out and patted her head, "Okay. Study well."

Jasmine felt awkward. She felt like he was treating her like he was her elder, especially patting her head like he was coaxing a child. Jasmine frowned and said, "You are not allowed to touch my hair." Boyce's heart thudded for a moment. Did his actions make 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.

She didn't notice his solemn cautiousness.

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

"Boyce." Jasmine patted him on his chest, "Don't treat me like a child."

Boyce whispered, "But you were originally not that old..."

"Then will you date a child?" Jasmine raised her head. 'How annoying and ridiculous! How come he doesn't know even the slightest thing about love affair?' Boyce's voice was silenced almost instantly.

It took a long time for him to replace something to change the topic, "What are you cutting?"

Jasmine looked at the pineapple under the fruit knife and blinked, "Don't you know pineapple?"

Boyce was left speechless.

He would be stupid if he didn't know it. He just wanted to change the cursed topic; he didn't know he would get embarrassed again upon opening his mouth. Jasmine smiled, took a small piece of fruit and raised it to his 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 there was no one at the door. She stepped close and kissed him on the lips before asking, "Which is sweeter? Me or the pineapple?" Boyce could only feel the warmth that remained on his lips, her soft touch had not yet dissipated. The nervousness and his violently beating heart caused by her sudden kiss had yet to calm down. He stammered for a long time, unable to speak.

Jasmine liked that he didn't know what to do in light of this situation. He looked a bit silly and a little funny.

"All done." Jasmine put the cut fruit on the plate. She had worked at a restaurant and had seen those chefs arrange the plate, so she arranged the fruit on the plate very delicately. Moreover, the dishes at the villa were also very pretty, making it look very pleasing to the eye.

Boyce said, "You know how to do so much."

Jasmine said self-mockingly, "I am awesome, right?"

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

He reached out and touched her cheek softly. Distressed, he said, "I will take care of you from now on."

Jasmine nodded vigorously and said, "I believe in you."

"Tsk tsk, you are too unbridled. Is it okay to whisper sweet things to one another in other people's homes?" 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-tune 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 fruit dish on the coffee table.

Everyone could eat fruit and chit chat.

"I am going to eat something first and then do the rest." Amanda found an excuse. She felt learning how to write was too difficult, and her hand hurt from writing.

Andrew had already finished the homework assigned by the teacher, only Amanda still hadn't finished hers yet.

Jayden also loved his granddaughter dearly. He said, "Okay. Eat something. Take a break and then finish."

"Thank you, Grandpa." Amanda held Jayden's face and gave him a squelchy kiss.

Jayden smiled kindly.

At this moment, the doorbell rang. Theresa was near; she stood up and said, "Sit, all of you, I will open the door."

She walked to the door and opened it to see an unfamiliar middle-aged woman pushing a wheelchair.00000