Jasmine Yale carefully tied the tie she picked for him.
She didn’t know how before, but he taught her, and for that, he had called her silly a few tis.
Sylvan Cheney cooperatively lowered his head, his gaze always on her focused face.
He truly underestimated her.
She was quite good at tying ties, and her movents were very skilled.
Sylvan felt sowhat uncomfortable. There could only be one reason for such skill—she often tied ties for her husband before.
When she tied ties for her husband, was she also so tender and affectionate?
Sylvan averted his gaze.
"Why do you look unhappy? I bought you a gift, aren’t you happy?" Jasmine finished tying the tie, "Alright, I think this one isn’t bad, do you like it?"
The store assistant smiled and said, "Madam, you have great taste. This one suits him perfectly. Sir, take a look, there’s a mirror here."
Jasmine looked at him with anticipation and anxiety, hoping he would like it.
She rarely bought gifts for him.
Sylvan glanced over: "It’s alright."
"Oh." Jasmine was a bit deflated and picked another one with dark blue stripes, "Then try this one, you should like this color, though you have many of this type at ho."
"No need for too much trouble, this one is fine." Sylvan pointed at the light gray tie on his neck.
"Didn’t you say it’s just alright?"
"This is your taste, can’t expect you to pick sothing with high taste."
"..."
At checkout, Jasmine hurriedly used her own salary card to pay.
"Madam, this is a new arrival, 999 US dollars." The store assistant smiled.
Jasmine’s hand paused. So expensive, an entire month’s salary.
She handed over the card. "Please wrap it for ."
As soon as she said that, Sylvan picked another black tie and looked at Jasmine: "Mind if I get another one? To switch things up."
"..." Jasmine squeezed out a smile, "Of course, of course."
"Mm."
"Madam, you and your husband are so loving, really enviable," the store assistant said while processing the paynt, smiling brightly, "Is today your wedding anniversary?"
Jasmine shook her head and smiled, "No, no."
"Is your baby arriving soon? So happy."
"Yes, soon a family of three." Sylvan stepped forward, hugging Jasmine’s waist.
Feeling the man beside her emitting a warmth like spring, Jasmine felt her heart coated in honey.
A family of three. Before...she never imagined this term. A few years ago, when the doctor told her it would be hard to conceive, she had stopped thinking about children.
After checking out, Jasmine and Sylvan walked out of the store side by side.
The sky had completely darkened, but the street was brightly lit.
"CEO, the gift isn’t expensive, don’t disdain it," Jasmine said.
Her internship salary wasn’t high, so this was as much as she could afford. She knew the ties he bought himself surely cost more.
"Erin Janus also bought a tie, one custom-made in Fraance," Sylvan said while holding her waist, speaking lightly, "It was about six thousand US Dollars."
"Oh." Jasmine looked at the ground despondently, "So do you disdain the one I bought?"
"I’m just telling you, as long as it’s bought by you, I like it," Sylvan said lightly, "I’m not soone who cares about the price, I care about the sentint, do you understand?"
"I understand, then my sentint... have you felt it?"
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