Fated love: the unwanted bride-Chapter 2123: Is There a Good Morning Kiss?

Jasmine Yale warmed up milk for Chale Cheney and also made cream puffs, egg tarts, small cakes, and sandwiches.

When Butler Santana got up, he also came to help. She knew Jasmine Yale was skilled, and the breakfast she made was surely loved by the young master.

"Miss Yale, don’t tire yourself too much. After the young master goes to school, let’s have a walk outside," Butler Santana said.

"Sure, isn’t it getting late? Isn’t the little guy supposed to be up?" Jasmine Yale glanced at the already bright sky.

Butler Santana checked the time, "It’s about time. I’ll go call him."

The villa’s butler chuckled, "No need, the young master gets up on his own. He has a little alarm clock, and once it rings, he wakes up obediently, very well-behaved."

Jasmine Yale then remembered that Chale Cheney had a little bee alarm clock on his bedside table.

"Is the little guy so disciplined?" Jasmine Yale smiled.

"Yes, the young master has many good habits. Over the years at the training ground, he’s also corrected some bad ones."

Sure enough, before long, a fluffy little head peeked into the kitchen.

It was Chale Cheney.

"Morning Jasy, morning Butler Santana, morning Butler Wenton, morning everyone."

Jasmine Yale turned around and saw the little guy already neatly dressed. His black and white school uniform looked proper, his face clean and fair, very handsome, like a little gentleman.

In his palm, he held a small dark blue bow tie. He opened his hand and looked at Jasmine Yale, "Jasy, can you help tie it for Baby?"

"Sure," Jasmine Yale said as she followed Chale Cheney out of the kitchen, patiently taking the bow tie from his hand.

Chale Cheney knew Jasmine Yale couldn’t bend over, so he stood up tall, allowing her to tie it standing up.

"All done, Little Chaley’s uniform looks great."

"Jasy, is there a good morning kiss?" the little guy asked shyly.

Jasmine Yale ruffled his hair, "Who taught you that? Hmm?"

Even a good morning kiss...

"Self-taught," Chale Cheney covered his face.

Jasmine Yale laughed and planted a quick kiss on his cheek, "Enough? Make sure you behave and listen to the teacher at school today."

"Jasy, I really like you. Why can’t you just leave Elder Cheney? Baby will be jealous," Chale Cheney looked at Jasmine Yale with affection and dependence.

"Be careful, if Elder Cheney hears you, he’ll spank you."

"Uh-oh, he won’t hear, he won’t hear," the little guy playfully denied.

Jasmine Yale laughed, lifting him off the chair: "Sit nicely, Jasy will get you breakfast, it’s delicious."

"Thank you, Jasy."

"No need to thank me."

A table full of sumptuous breakfast, mostly made by Jasmine Yale herself.

Chale Cheney ate more than usual, watching Jasmine Yale while he ate, occasionally giggling, his little face full of happiness.

Jasmine Yale indulgently wiped his mouth with a napkin, "Eat more, you’re growing."

"Where is Grandmaster?" Chale Cheney asked.

Usually, he would have breakfast with Grandmaster.

Jasmine Yale didn’t know, so she looked at Butler Wenton for help.

Butler Wenton quickly said, "At the training ground, seems like Mr. Mcintosh is back."

Mr. Mcintosh? Charles Mcintosh? Jasmine Yale’s heart skipped a beat. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

Charles Mcintosh is back?

Then what about Lilac Serval?

"Has Uncle Mcintosh returned? I haven’t seen Uncle Mcintosh in a long time. He’s as busy as Dad—no, busier than Dad. Dad has little babies, but Uncle Mcintosh doesn’t even have a baby," Chale Cheney gestured, "Dad already has two little babies."

Jasmine Yale laughed at Chale Cheney’s childish words.