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“…” Charles Mcintosh stayed silent, with no change in his facial expression.

Jasmine Yale really didn’t understand. Was it the same for Sylvan Cheney and Charles Mcintosh, two wooden-headed men who were together every day?

For a good while, Charles Mcintosh didn’t concede.

With no choice left, Jasmine Yale had to get in the car.

Upon seeing Jasmine Yale getting into the car, Charles Mcintosh finally sat in the driver’s seat.

He tossed his coat to Jasmine Yale in the back seat and said indifferently, “Miss Yale, put it on. I can’t afford to take the blame if you catch a cold.”

There was no point in arguing with such a stubborn person.

Jasmine Yale had no choice but to comply, draping the coat on herself.

Satisfied, Charles Mcintosh started the car.

She turned her head to look out the window.

The sunset had completely set, the evening wind was harsh, making a rustling sound.

This place, deserted and uninhabited, was extremely frightful.

Jasmine Yale shivered unconsciously.

Since her childhood, she had been fearful of loneliness and silence. Therefore, she liked a lively atmosphere and enjoyed joking and laughing.

Once everything quietened down, old feelings of inferiority and fear would flood in, overwhelming her.

Just like now.

The outside was getting darker and darker, and there were no streetlights in this place. The atmosphere within the car was particularly oppressive.

Besides, Jasmine Yale couldn’t find any topic to talk about with Charles Mcintosh.

The moon started to rise, the clouds were light and hazy.

Suddenly, Jasmine Yale’s cell phone rang!

The sound was piercing, making Jasmine Yale jump in fright.

It was a call from the Cheney Residence.

“Jasy, where did you go, the baby wants to see you…”

It was Little Chale.

His voice sounded aggrieved.

Jasmine Yale could imagine that the little guy was probably leaning on the table, holding the phone, his head cocked unhappily, pouting.

For a moment, Jasmine Yale wasn’t able to say anything.

Her throat felt as if something was lodged there.

“Jasy, Jasy, are you there? Why are you ignoring the baby…”

“Mmm.” Jasmine Yale gave a faint response.

“Jasy, what’s wrong? Have you been bullied again? Jasy…”

“No.”

Chale Cheney was still young, he wouldn’t think too much.

He immediately grabbed the phone again, cheerful and excited.

“Jasy, I’ll wait for you to come home for dinner. Tonight we have braised mandarin fish, steamed prawns and… lots and lots more.”

He looked at the table not far away and excitedly reported to Jasmine Yale.

For some reason, Jasmine Yale felt a sting in her nose, but still, she couldn’t utter a word.

This adorable child, huh, is Sylvan Cheney’s.

She could accept this child being anyone else’s, but not his.

Sylvan Cheney owed her a life he could not repay.

He and Yolanda Fern had a perfectly healthy and lively baby. Why did her child have to die?

What did the seven-month-old life do wrong?

“Jasy, so I’ll wait for you at home.” Chale Cheney was still very happy.

He was completely oblivious.

Jasmine Yale’s hand, holding the phone, was trembling slightly.

Her throat felt choked, and a hint of redness appeared in her eyes.

“Jasy, bye-bye.” Chale Cheney hung up the phone.

He had no idea what was going on. Jasy had been quite fine with him during the day, why would she suddenly ignore him?

He blinked his eyes while resting on the table. Did he do something wrong?

He hadn’t made Jasy angry…

Jasy couldn’t abandon him.

There was no sound from the other end of the phone, and after a long time, Jasmine Yale finally put the phone down.

Her fingers were limp, and her heartbeat was slow.

She closed her eyes heavily, feeling as if she had died once.

After a very, very long time, she raised her hand and wrote a line on Weibo –

“Living in a world of deception is exhausting.”

Just like now, she was drained and had no energy to struggle..