Jasmine Yale was not soone who liked to trouble others, but considering the special circumstances now, she nodded in agreent.
"I’m just not too sure, if it’s in Landon, I can still take care of you a bit, I understand all the things regarding pregnancy. But when you’re in Cakago, who will take care of you?" Aunt May’s brows showed a hint of worry.
"It’s okay, I’ve been in Cakago for over a year, I’m already quite familiar with it there."
"Planning to find a job in Cakago?"
"Mm." That was indeed Jasmine Yale’s plan.
Landon, left her with a splendid past, full of laughter and tears.
In the future, she might not return again.
So wounds in her heart, she wasn’t willing to easily uncover again.
If in the future the baby asks who the father is, she would probably only be able to smile and say... the father is a very remarkable, very remarkable person.
He was her one and only.
"Alright, I respect your choice, call often if anything cos up, and make sure to tell first thing when you have the baby."
"It’s still early." Jasmine Yale smiled, touching her stomach.
Having the baby... was sothing for next year.
Now her abdon was flat and didn’t show any signs of pregnancy yet.
"Staying a few more days in the hospital, no rush to leave, right?"
"No rush."
"That’s good, keep company for a while longer, my son is busy with work, usually at ho with my husband we just stare at each other, it’s so boring." Aunt May said, "My son’s no good, hasn’t even brought back a wife for yet, I still want to hold a grandchild you know."
"Fate is sothing you can’t really speak for, maybe your son might bring back a wife for you in a few days."
"Well, I would really thank him for that." Aunt May laughed, "The weather’s great today, how about I accompany you for a walk? I’ll buy so things for your baby as well."
"No need, I can’t take them with ."
"Alright then, continue reading your book, I’ll co see you later."
"Okay, you take care."
After Aunt May left, only Jasmine Yale was left on the balcony again.
She looked at the tablet in her hand, absentmindedly thinking about Sylvan Cheney once more.
When there were words she didn’t recognize, instead of consulting a dictionary, she would habitually look up and ask: "Honey, what does this word an?"
Now, she encountered a word she didn’t recognize again, but... there was no one to ask anymore.
"Sylvan, do you know how much I miss you? Every day, every minute, every second..." Jasmine Yale turned her head, looking out at the vast window, her eyes filled with waves, like tides rising and falling.
The sky was blue, the clouds were like thin strands.
Children on the lawn flew kites, the kites soared high, resembling free birds soaring.
If the breeze could carry longing, she had an abundance of thoughts she wanted to share with him.
Jasmine Yale set down the tablet, quietly watching the kites dancing in the sky outside.
He never flew kites with her, though she often thought, how nice it would be if he could fly kites with the baby.
With his patience and attention to detail, the baby would surely adore him.
The firefly’s promise also beca a wish unfulfilled in this lifeti.
Suddenly, she felt a wave of nausea inside her abdon.
Jasmine Yale quickly ran to the bathroom to throw up once again.
This baby was just like the Little Rascal, loved to cause her trouble.
The Little Rascal wasn’t originally called the Little Rascal, but because he loved to cause her trouble so much, she gave him the na Little Rascal.
Morning sickness was uncomfortable, but she felt that happiness still outweighed the discomfort.
Her gentle little hands gently touched her abdon, this was her and his baby...
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