Snare of Love novel Chapter 681

Keith was speechless. There was nothing he could say against what Jasmine said.

He walked away, biting his lips.

Jasmine went into the room and sat beside the bed.

Boyce came in and closed the door. He stood at the door for quite a while before sitting next to her on the bed. He kept a distance between them and remained silent.

The night was falling and the house was getting dimmer.

“Jasmine…”

“Mr. Shawn...”

They called each other at the same time and stopped at the same time.

“Call me Boyce,” Boyce said.

Jasmine smiled, “I almost forgot you are promoted. You must be hungry, let me prepare you dinner.”

She stood up as she spoke and went to the kitchen. Boyce pulled her hand as she walked by.

Jasmine turned and met his gaze; the room was lightened up by the sunset.

"Do you not mind my age…”

"I won't mind if you don't mind be being an orphan." Jasmine interrupted.

Boyce had never cared about that, his only concern was his age.

"I won't mind about that, I know you are a kind girl."

Jasmine lowered her head, blushing happily. Her other hand gripped tight on her shirt, "Do you like me too?"

Boyce was silent for a moment and said, "I suppose."

Jasmine was speechless. Boyce sounded awkward but she believed him.

“Are you hungry?” Jasmine looked up at him, smiling.

“A little,” Boyce said.

Jasmine found it funny and asked, “Do you plan to keep holding my hand?”

Realizing his behavior was inappropriate, Boyce immediately let go of her. Jasmine then held his hand, “I like to be hold by you, but I don’t want you to be hungry, I’m going to prepare dinner, have some rest here,” she explained as she let go of Boyce and walked out.

Boyce smiled as he looked at the hand held by Jasmine earlier. He walked out and watched Jasmine working in the kitchen. She was chopping potatoes, “The principal grew this, look at the size.”

Boyce nodded.

Jasmine looked at him. He looked handsome and gentle with his delicate features despite his head was wrapped up.

“You look good wearing like this,” Jasmine smiled.

Boyce looked at his clothes that belonged to Keith, it fitted him well.

“Let’s go out and get you some changing clothes tomorrow.” Jasmine wanted to buy some meat for him, he was injured, he needed nutrients.

“Buy new clothes and return them to the friend that likes you,” Boyce continued, “I will pay you back when we get back.”

He didn’t want to owe his ‘rival’ anything.

Jasmine took a washed tomato and gave it to him, “Are you jealous that he likes me?”

“I don’t like him being close to you,” Boyce said with a stern voice.

Despite being stern and not uttering sweet words, Jasmine thought he looked cute, like a boy in love.