Chapter 901: Chapter 901 I Have a Very Cute Baby Chapter 901: Chapter 901 I Have a Very Cute Baby As soon as she ca out, the bar owner hurriedly pulled her back in.
“Miss Yale, let take you to the hotel, you can’t drink anymore.”
“Where’s Ann? Where’s Ann? Where did my friend go?” Jasmine Yale rubbed her eyes.
“She’s fine, she went ho.”
Jasmine Yale stood at the doorway, reached out her hand, and rainwater fell on her palm, cold and cool.
A light mist rose in her blurry eyes, just like the hazy rain outside, indiscernible in the haze.
The sound of rain fell on her ears, sounding hollow yet tranquil.
Jasmine paid no attention to the owner and shifted to the side, sitting down on the steps.
The steps were cold, and she sat there, stubbornly refusing to leave.
The owner, having been entrusted by Zaiden Santos, of course, wouldn’t ignore Jasmine.
He grabbed Jasmine’s arm: “Little Rascal, the ground is cold, get up, let take you back to the hotel to rest.”
“No,” Jasmine shook her head.
She wanted to sit on the steps, she wanted to watch the rain.
Outside the bar was strikingly different from inside; the bar was particularly lively and noisy, with many people.
While outside the bar was deserted and cold, with not a soul stirring.
When the wind blew, treetops rustled, making a “swish swish” sound, and raindrops also drifted onto Jasmine’s face.
Chilly and refreshing, Jasmine blinked, staring blankly at the rainwater.
She hugged her knees, gazing straight ahead.
Through the misty night, the rain blurred, and the lights were dim.
She just sat there, motionless, quiet and serene.
The owner was quite helpless, ah!
“Miss Yale, it’s too cold outside, you’ll catch a cold.”
“I’m a little fairy, how could a little fairy be afraid of the cold. Little fairies aren’t afraid of anything, not the cold, not tiredness, not sadness, not heartache… not afraid of anything,” Jasmine’s eyes were misted with a thin layer of moisture.
“Alright, alright, you’re a little fairy, but even little fairies need to rest. Shall I take you to the hotel?”
“I still want to drink…”
“No more, you’ve already had quite a lot today, drinking more would be too much.”
“I want to go ho… but I have no ho… I miss my mom and my baby…” Jasmine hugged her knees, eyes shimring with sorrowful ripples, “Do you know? I have a very cute baby, I call him ‘Little Rascal’ because he always loved to make trouble for , but I really liked him, I miss him so much…”
“He was just a little bit away from being born…” Jasmine murmured.
Her voice was very soft, quietly drifting in the wind.
Probably because of the alcohol, many things popped out like little demons, tornting her mind.
The owner did not understand what Jasmine was talking about and took it as drunken babble.
He forcefully pulled Jasmine up from the steps.
“Don’t pull , I want to sit here, I like sitting here. If you pull , I’ll get angry.”
“Little Rascal, get angry if you must, but I can’t bear the responsibility if you catch a cold.”
He still needed to rely on Zaiden Santos for a living!
Zaiden’s orders, he dared not take them lightly.
Because of the disparity in strength between n and won, Jasmine ultimately was pulled up from the ground by the owner.
The owner started a car, and stuffed Jasmine inside.
“Where are you taking , ah, let out, out… I still want to drink, I still want to sit there!” Jasmine pounded on the window.
The car glass made a “pap pap” sound.
The owner shook his head; he’d seen plenty of drunk won before and was quite used to it.
Jasmine was actually one of the better ones, just a bit talkative, nothing much else.
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