"I know his health wasn’t great last year; he was hospitalized a few tis at our facility," Aunt May said with a sigh.
Jasmine Yale nodded. She was aware of it too.
Though she had been slow to realize it, only learning about it after spending a year in Cakago.
"Aunt May." Just then, Sylvan Cheney pushed the door open and walked in, narrowing his eyes slightly. "What’s the conversation about? Aunt May didn’t bully Jasmine, did she?"
"I wouldn’t bully Jasmine even if I bullied you." Aunt May snorted. "Jasmine is so much more obedient than you. I keep saying daughters are the best. Sylvan, you should have a daughter one day—she’d surely be beautiful and well-behaved."
"Beautiful for sure, but whether she’d be well-behaved is hard to say." Sylvan walked up behind Jasmine Yale and wrapped his arms around her shoulders.
Jasmine, in front of strangers, appeared sweet and docile, very obedient.
But at ho? Not so much.
"Even if she’s not obedient, that would be your stubborn genes showing." Aunt May looked lovingly at Sylvan, treating him just like her own child. "I think Jasmine has a great temperant. If your daughter truly takes after her, then that would be your blessing."
"Indeed, marrying Jasmine is already my blessing," Sylvan said, the corners of his lips curving upward.
Jasmine Yale’s face flushed red, leaving her unable to interject.
"Good that you know. A wife is ant to be cherished, not treated the way your dad does!" Aunt May couldn’t help but bring up Teagan Cheney.
Sotis, she really feared bad genes might pass down.
Teagan Cheney was greedy, cunning, womanizing, and despicable. Aside from his looks, he was utterly worthless.
"I won’t." Sylvan’s brows furrowed slightly.
Aunt May realized she had let her emotions get the better of her and ntioned soone she shouldn’t have. She shifted the topic: "Okay, the test results? Let have a look."
Sylvan placed Jasmine Yale’s lab test results on the table, one of his hands holding both of hers gently.
Jasmine’s soft hands were completely encased in his warm, large ones, his palms radiating endless warmth.
Jasmine Yale had t Teagan Cheney, so she naturally knew Sylvan wasn’t anything like him.
"So of the indicators are a bit on the low side, but it’s not a big issue. The main thing is that Jasmine’s uterine lining is sowhat thin, which makes conception a bit difficult. For now, if we’re just adjusting Jasmine’s health, I’ll prescribe another round of dication. Keep taking it—it’ll do. This ti, I won’t prescribe the previous dication; I’ll opt for sothing with no side effects on the body."
"How long will I need to take it?" Jasmine asked nervously.
"About half a month. Once these few indicators improve, there won’t be any major issues," Aunt May reassured Jasmine, knowing exactly what was weighing on her mind. "The new dication won’t affect pregnancy prep."
Jasmine’s face turned red, worried her thoughts might be discovered by Sylvan.
She didn’t want to upset him.
If he didn’t want children, she could be okay with that.
But she didn’t want him to leave her... nor did she want him feeling unhappy because of child-related matters.
"Sylvan, you need to pay a bit more attention on your part—young won’s bodies are delicate. As her husband, you need to spoil her," Aunt May said as she started writing out the prescription.
"Mm." Sylvan nodded.
"Go pick up the dication. I’ll chat with Jasmine here for a bit—we’ve really hit it off," Aunt May said.
Sylvan lowered his head and gently squeezed Jasmine Yale’s hand: "Wait for , alright?"
"Don’t worry, I’m not going to run off with your wife. Look at you acting all protective," Aunt May scoffed. "What, are you treating like so kind of trafficker?"
Jasmine Yale laughed, letting go of Sylvan’s hand: "Go on, I’ll wait for you."
Sylvan didn’t linger much longer and soon stepped out again to get the dication.
As Aunt May watched his figure disappear into the distance, her lips curled into a smile. "Afraid I might steal his wife."
She could tell—this ti, Sylvan Cheney was truly invested.
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