Chapter 276: Soft and Smallie


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    Her voice was filled with sorrow and despair.


    Sudden, Sylvan Cheney halted in his tracks, his piercing gazending on her face. “What?”


    Jasmine Yale moved her lips but seeing his expression, she restrained her emotions.


    He was the one who had aborted their child.


    Now that she said this, how would he feel?


    She lowered her head, her expression indifferent. “Nevermind, Mr. Cheney. Just don’t draw me into your affairs anymore!”


    “I don’t wish to involve you either, but my son needs you; I have no other choice.”


    “And what if your son no longer needs me?”


    “Let’s deal with that when the timees.”


    Sylvan opened the car door and ced her in his car.


    “I need to return to the office.”


    Jasmine wed at the window, trying to open the door, her face anxious!


    “Nobody dares to reprimand you if you don’t return,” Sylvan got into the driver’s seat, his voice indifferent.


    After he finished speaking, he started the car and drove off.


    “Stop the car!” Jasmine hit his steering wheel, “Where are you taking me?”


    Sylvan shot her a cold re: “Sit still if you don’t want to die.”


    Jasmine withdrew her hand, realizing her actions were too dangerous.


    The car had already started moving, Jasmine couldn’t jump off. She could only buckle her seatbelt.


    “Haven’t we agreed this morning? I’d take you toplete the procedures in the afternoon.” Sylvan’s tone softened a bit.


    He looked at her through the rearview mirror; her face was full of grievance, like a wronged wife.


    “Then why did youe to the hotel? Naturally, I would find you once I leave.”


    Jasmine said, “Also about the procedures… I want to think it over.”


    “nning to go back on your word?”


    “Can I?” Jasmine asked.


    Concerning the child without a mother, Jasmine’s feeling wasplicated.


    No matter how much she detested Sylvan, she couldn’t harbor any dislike towards a child.


    Especially Chaley.


    Then she recalled the feeling of holding him in her arms…


    So soft, so tiny…


    “No, you can’t.”


    “I never considered backing out,” Jasmine responded with cool indifference, “Of course, there’s no way to do it anyway.”


    “Then since the paperwork is inevitable, what are you fussing about?”


    “I just want to ask you one thing, was it you who prompted Chaley to find me?”


    Otherwise, how could a child be so smart?


    She didn’t believe it.


    “No.” Sylvan answered her inly.


    How that little thing found Jasmine, ording to hister confession, was because-


    He’d asked a girl named Smallie for her contact details, enquired several people, and then figured out the route Jasmine took to go home every day. Sometimes, Sylvan couldn’t help but marvel.


    Blood ties were a mysterious thing.


    “I don’t believe it.” Jasmine countered inly.


    Sylvan was exasperated, “Then why the hell did you ask!”


    Damn!


    Sylvan was irked.


    Whatever he said, she didn’t believe him.


    Jasmine looked at him contemptuously, her face full of disgust: “You’re swearing.”


    II II


    “Bastard!”


    Sylvan’s temple throbbed non-stop, what else could he do besides cursing at her?!


    Just when Jasmine was about to start a row with him, her phone rang.


    It was from the Cheney Residence’sndline.


    “Jasy…” Chaley called out in a pitiful voice.


    Jasmine felt a sharp sting in her heart, finding herself unable to adjust her emotions. How should she treat this child?


    Should she treat him as before?


    Or should she stay away from him?


    She was afraid that she might get too involved, but at the same time, she didn’t want to hurt the little guy’s feelings.


    After all, the little guy was innocent. He was only three years old; he didn’t understand anything..