Chapter 1085: Chapter 1085: Bad Uncle Will Eat the Cat Chapter 1085: Chapter 1085: Bad Uncle Will Eat the Cat But she was different, she would start drawing circles on the calendar a month before his birthday, marking the date clearly.
This habit continued until she was nineteen.
Although he didn’t care much, she did.
On his birthday, she would go downstairs early in the morning and say, “Happy Birthday.”
He would always nod, uttering a soft “Hmm.”
On his birthday, she would absolutely not do anything to anger him and would try her best to cheer him up.
During those twelve years, there were also two or three years when he was not at ho for his birthday.
Even then, she would call him and say, “Happy Birthday.”
The habit had been broken for four years, yet at this mont, she suddenly rembered… that she once had such a deeply ingrained habit.
It was as if it were engraved in her mory, capable of igniting a huge wave of heat with just a little spark.
The restaurant’s private room.
Sylvan Cheney cut Jasmine Yale’s steak, pushed it towards her after cutting it.
“Try it.”
“Thank you,” Jasmine Yale picked up the knife and fork.
“What, you don’t seem too happy? Still thinking about what happened after school?” Sylvan asked casually.
“Hmm, a bit upset, would you be happy if soone called you a married man?”
“That depends on who the person in the rumor is.”
“Well, I’m not happy. I’m clearly a free single girl. Suddenly being called a married woman, and to an old man at that, bothers a bit.”
“…”
“Probably any girl would care about it.”
“Eat your food!”
Chale Cheney suddenly shouted at her, making her involuntarily roll her eyes and quietly eat her steak.
Sweet Kitty was moving around on the floor, playing around with Sylvan Cheney and Jasmine Yale alternately.
It was quite familiar with Sylvan Cheney, and seeing that Sylvan was good to it, it beca much bolder.
Taking advantage of the mont Sylvan wasn’t paying attention, Sweet Kitty jumped into his arms, laying down comfortably without moving.
“Sweet Kitty, get down!” Jasmine Yale hurriedly scolded.
She knew Sylvan had a serious case of obsession with cleanliness.
Sweet Kitty curled up in Sylvan’s arms, turned its head away, and ignored Jasmine.
Indeed, it was very comfortable; warm and soft, especially Sylvan’s sweater.
Sweet Kitty couldn’t help but snuggle a bit.
Sylvan smiled helplessly, not really minding it.
“Sweet Kitty, not listening, huh? If you’re disobedient, I won’t give you extra food tomorrow,” Jasmine said sternly.
Sweet Kitty acted as if it hadn’t heard and insisted on staying in Sylvan’s arms.
“Bad Uncle will eat cats, are you scared, get down!” Jasmine tried both coaxing and deceiving.
Sylvan: “…”
Sweet Kitty still did not move.
Jasmine was getting anxious, but Sylvan casually said, “Let’s eat, just let it stay close to .”
Jasmine had never seen Sylvan so patient with a pet.
In the past, when he saw cats or dogs, he was never very interested.
She once suggested keeping a kitten at the Cheney Residence, but he did not agree, even saying she couldn’t even take care of herself, let alone a cat.
Llater, the Cheney Residence got Riceball and Ali because Chale Cheney liked them.
This ti, she noticed Sylvan really was not upset at all.
Perhaps, people can change.
Sweet Kitty yawned and dozed off in Sylvan’s arms.
“Jasmine Yale.”
“Hmm?”
“Bad Uncle will eat cats, what does that an? Explain it to ; I don’t quite understand.”
“Try this salad, I think it’s quite tasty, and there’s also mango juice. Do you want so?”
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