Chapter 350: Can’t Have Children Anymore


    In This Lifetime


    Trantor: 549690339


    Ynda also looked up, her eyes filled with affection as she looked at Chale Cheney.


    The little fellow, dressed in a small ck trench coat, looked like a miniature version of Sylvan Cheney.


    Father and son really resembled each other.


    “Daddy, when did youe back? I’ve missed you so much.”


    The little one seemed to have just woken up. He ran down the stairs and threw himself directly into Sylvan’s arms.


    “Sit properly,” Sylvan frowned.


    Chale Cheney was unfazed and continued to bury his head in Sylvan’s chest, acting spoilt.


    “Daddy, don’t you miss me? I want a hug, hug…”


    Sylvan naturally wouldn’t do such a thing in front of everyone; he pulled Chale Cheney away.


    “Get your breakfast quickly and then go to kindergarten,” he said indifferently.


    “Daddy, do you not like me anymore? You won’t even hug me, and it’s not like I’m asking for a kiss.” Chale Cheney frowned.


    It had been such a long time since he hadst seen his dad.


    Even Jasy had been ignoring him…


    Was he really annoying? Whimper…


    Ynda opened her arms and pulled him into a hug.


    Her face filled with tenderness; she smiled and said, “Aunt Ynda will hug you.”


    Sylvan cast a nce at Chale Cheney: “Call her.”


    Chale Cheney hugged Ynda’s arm and looked up, “Aunt Ynda.”


    “What a good boy.” Ynda was even happier. She picked him up and kissed him.


    This child was so adorable. Even though she didn’t give birth to him, she liked him a lot.


    “Come down, let your aunt eat her breakfast,” Sylvan instructed.


    “It’s fine, I’ll hold him. I like Chale so much.” Ynda cooed, “I wish I could see him everyday.”


    Finished talking, Ynda kissed his face.


    Sylvan didn’t bother anymore.


    Ynda got Chale Cheney milk and eggs, hugged him with one hand and fed him with the other.


    Chale Cheney’s mood wasn’t bad today.


    “Chale, do you miss auntie or not? Hmm?” Ynda looked down at the child in her arms.


    “Hmm.” Chale Cheney nodded.


    Ynda felt quite relieved.


    This little one smelled so sweet. When he was eating with his head down, his long eyshes fluttering, he was obedient and well-behaved.


    But, she still did not know who Chale Cheney’s mother was.


    “Chale, auntie brought you a gift. I will give it to you after a while. Be good at school, okay?”


    “Yes.”


    Chale Cheney always felt that this auntie was very gentle, but it was different from Jasy’s gentleness.


    “Chale, I heard your mid-terms areing up? You will surely rank first, right?” Ynda fed him a bite of cake.


    “Hmm.” Chale Cheney nodded obediently.


    He would definitely rank first, because Jasy promised him that if he ranked first, she would fulfill one of his wishes.


    If it were possible… he wanted to tell Jasy to stop ignoring him.


    This was hurting him.


    He hadn’t seen Jasy in several days.


    He missed her.


    “Chale is so good.” Ynda couldn’t help but praise, “Come on, take a sip of your milk.”


    “He can do it himself,” Sylvan frowned, “don’t spoil him.”


    Ynda startled, “Mr. Cheney, Chale is still little. You’re being too strict.”


    Chale Cheney bit into his bread, blinking at Ynda, “I can do it.”


    Ynda smiled and couldn’t help but pinch his cheeks.


    Such a good child. If only he were her own.


    Pity… she was afraid she would never have a child in this lifetime.


    Ynda lowered her head, her eyes misting over, just like the water droplets on a windowpane.


    Chale Cheney sat in herp, munching on his little piece of bread.


    “Eat slowly.”


    Sylvan nced at him, reaching over to brush the crumbs away from the corner of his mouth.