Fated love: the unwanted bride-Chapter 2155: Sylvan Cheney, Say Something!

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Chapter 2155: Chapter 2155: Sylvan Cheney, Say Something!

The sudden pain surged violently, and Sylvan Cheney endured it, with sweat beads seeping from his forehead.

One hand held tightly onto the steering wheel, while the other hand clenched into a fist, with veins bulging on the back of his hand, changing the color of his entire face.

Jasmine Yale seemed to be saying something, but he didn’t hear a word clearly, as the pain spread instantly throughout his body, making his hands and feet ice cold.

Jasmine was talking, but there was no response, so she stopped speaking.

At first, she wasn’t aware of anything until the car in front was moving, but Sylvan’s car remained still.

Behind them, the sound of honking horns rang out relentlessly!

"Beep beep," "beep beep"...

One sound overpowered another!

"President, are you... what’s wrong?" Jasmine Yale’s face suddenly changed, grabbing his hand, "Why do you look so unwell? Where is it uncomfortable? Speak up!"

The pain Sylvan Cheney was experiencing was too intense to speak; he just shook his head and squeezed out two words after a long time: "It’s fine."

Jasmine’s hand touched his hand, and it was ice cold.

"Get out, I’ll drive."

As soon as she spoke, Jasmine unbuckled her seatbelt and got out of the car quickly.

The cars behind were still honking, and Sylvan didn’t say much, following Jasmine’s instructions, got out, and endured the pain while getting into the passenger seat.

The car started.

Sylvan didn’t need to drive anymore, so he closed his eyes and leaned back in the seat, his face pale, lips tightly pressed, unable to utter a single word.

"Should I take you to the hospital? Where does it hurt? What’s happening? Sylvan, say something!" Jasmine said anxiously.

Her palms were sweaty, gripping the steering wheel damply.

Her back was also soaked with sweat.

Sylvan kept his eyes closed, unable to say a word due to the pain.

Jasmine was very, very worried.

Fortunately, the road wasn’t congested.

She turned on the navigation and drove the car towards the nearby hospital, her hands and feet trembling.

Fortunately, there was a hospital not far away, and thankfully, the car performed well, steering straight.

Jasmine saw through the mirror that Sylvan’s forehead was covered with sweat, his eyes tightly shut with pain, and making no sound.

"If it hurts, just shout; there’s no one else here. Why suffer in silence?" Jasmine said in frustration and worry.

Fortunately, she was no longer the panicked little girl who only cried in situations. After reprimanding him, she hurriedly went to find a doctor.

Sylvan kept his eyes closed, allowing her to scold him, too weak to argue back.

The emergency room doctor quickly took Sylvan to a hospital room, while Jasmine couldn’t keep up and had to walk slowly after them.

However, she let out a long sigh of relief, and when she touched her forehead, it was wet.

Her bangs were damp, too.

She closed her eyes slightly, her gaze filled with exhaustion and lingering fear.

How could he suddenly be in such pain? What happened to him...

Her heart was in her throat, making her steps particularly heavy.

She was a bit afraid to enter the hospital room.

The air around seemed to freeze, so quiet that she could hear the footsteps coming and going, and her own heartbeat.

That heartbeat, one beat after another, hadn’t felt like this in a long time.

The air was filled with the strong smell of disinfectant.

She just stood there in the corridor for quite some time, without moving.

There was still lingering fear in her heart.

If this had happened while they were in the outskirts, where there wasn’t even a doctor... 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

Her fingers clenched into a fist, and Jasmine leaned against the cold wall.

The wall was very cold, and the smell of medicine was strong, but she seemed oblivious.

She only knew that her heart was beating "thump thump," unable to calm down for a long time.