Fated love: the unwanted bride-Chapter 868 - : Are You Hiding Something From Me?

Chapter 868 -868: Are You Hiding Something From Me?

Jasmine Yale sat silently on the sofa, her deep eyes looking around.

She felt no affection for this villa, but right now, she wanted to stay here.

Her gaze slowly fell on the stairs; every morning, her favorite thing was to wait downstairs for the little guy to bounce down the stairs.

The little guy really liked his little backpack and was especially fond of going to school.

He would flash her a row of pearly white teeth, and sweetly call out, “Jasy, good morning.”

It seemed that the little guy was her biggest support in this city.

So when she found out he was in an accident, she didn’t hesitate to go and rescue him.

Ironically, now the only source of her complete happiness and joy was Sylvan Cheney’s son.

“Miss Yale, are you feeling better? I made chicken soup, would you like some?” Butler Santana approached.

Jasmine Yale shook her head: “I’m waiting for Chale.”

Butler Santana’s heart skipped a beat, suddenly he was at a loss for words, not knowing what to say.

The first person Jasmine Yale wanted to see after waking up was Chale; she had come to see him, and if she couldn’t, she would wait.

After waiting for five minutes, the living room was quiet, not a sound to be heard.

Jasmine Yale frowned and looked at Butler Santana: “Where has Chale gone to play?”

“He hasn’t gone anywhere, just at Thousand Power Park.”

“How long has he been there?”

“Over an hour…” Butler Santana averted his gaze.

She wasn’t good at lying, especially not to Jasmine Yale.

Jasmine Yale couldn’t wait any longer, and stood up:”I’m going to find him, I want to see him.”

An impulse from who knows where, the nightmare she had before waking up was particularly clear at this moment.

“Miss Yale, please don’t go, the young master has company. It’s windy outside, and it’s not suitable for you to run around in your condition,” the butler said.

“I won’t run around, can the driver take me there, please?” Jasmine Yale pleaded.

She didn’t know where this strong feeling came from, but she just wanted to see the little guy.

She hadn’t seen him for two days, she wanted to hug the little guy.

Although she knew that he was Sylvan Cheney’s son, and one day when he grew up he would also become distant from her, she could still see him before that, right? Jasmine Yale wished foolishly.

“This…”

Butler Santana’s face turned red with anxiety as she truly couldn’t find a reason to brush Jasmine Yale off.

“I really miss him, I’ve wanted to see him since I woke up. I don’t have any other intentions, I just want to see him. Butler Santana, don’t overthink it…”

She was afraid Butler Santana might think she wanted to get close to Mr. Cheney by getting close to the child.

Starting with the child, and once he couldn’t be without her, naturally, Mr. Cheney wouldn’t send her away either.

She knew many women around Sylvan Cheney were like this.

She was afraid Butler Santana would think of her the same way.

But she really had no other intentions, she just wanted to see Little Chale.

She was also worried about his wound, wondering if it had left a scar.

When Yolanda Fern held the knife to his neck, the shock and intense feeling in her heart were indescribable.

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Little Chale was still so young, yet he had to endure so much pain.

If he weren’t Sylvan Cheney’s son, he wouldn’t have to suffer so much, would he?

“No, I don’t have that kind of thought. Why don’t you rest for a bit? When the young master comes back, I’ll call you,” Butler Santana quickly said.

“Is he coming back for lunch?” Jasmine Yale saw it was almost time for lunch.

“He might not come back,” Butler Santana replied, looking flustered.

“Butler Santana, are you hiding something from me?” Jasmine Yale raised her voice.