Chapter 2307: Chapter 2307: Don, Shall I Feed You?
In the warmly glowing apartment, there were only the two of them.
During meals, Jasmine Yale would chat a lot with Sylvan Cheney.
When it came to topics he wasn’t interested in, like celebrity gossip, he wouldn’t contradict her but would listen quietly.
And when they talked about some mutual topics, they would have a good discussion.
"Jasmine, you don’t have many things in the apartment. How about we go out to buy some later? Clothes, shoes, and whatnot?" Sylvan Cheney suggested, "Since you’re staying here, let me take care of you."
"You don’t have any experience taking care of a pregnant woman, it’s not suitable."
"I can learn, I’m quite confident in my ability to learn." Sylvan’s attitude was somewhat domineering, "Let me take care of you, otherwise if I get a baby for nothing, I’ll feel guilty."
"..."
Jasmine Yale originally wanted to refuse.
But on second thought, he had a point.
Her baby was due soon, and if he still couldn’t take care of her this time, it wouldn’t only be his regret but hers as well.
She bit on her chopsticks, pondering for a moment.
After a long while, she nodded, giving in.
Sylvan Cheney had prepared a lot to say, but seeing her nod, he was suddenly overjoyed, not expecting her to agree so quickly.
"Then we’ll go shopping this afternoon. Tell me what we need, and I’ll buy it. I’m sure I can take great care of you. You see, you’re still so thin. If I were taking care of you, you’d surely have grown nice and plump by now."
"No need to buy anything, just come home with me. My house has everything, you just need to help carry."
"Your house?"
"My house."
This time, it was Sylvan Cheney’s turn to feel a bit at a loss. Although he often drove Jasmine Yale home, he had never been inside her house.
"When should we go?" Sylvan asked.
"Let me take a nap first?" Jasmine squinted her eyes, smiling at him. "But we agreed, if you ever do anything to hurt me again, I’ll leave immediately and never come back."
"I won’t."
"Okay." Jasmine did not ask anymore.
This meal, she enjoyed thoroughly.
The two of them sat face to face, as if time had become elongated and delicate.
Like rainwater beneath rubble, lingering quietly and long.
Occasionally, Jasmine would tease him a bit more.
He seemed to spoil her, indulging her whims more than before.
Before, although he spoiled her and treated her well, he sometimes set a bunch of rules that made her feel constrained.
But now, he didn’t even like following the rules himself, saying whatever he wanted without hesitation.
He no longer had so many concerns in front of her, and his complexion gradually improved. Time had polished this man’s features, making him even more mature and steady, with this age’s unique charm, retaining elegance and dignity.
Jasmine Yale had always been someone easily satisfied, and even a little bit of kindness from him would bring her immense happiness.
"I can’t eat anymore, I’m full." Jasmine Yale looked at the small half bowl of soup left, "I can skip this, right?"
"Be good, finish it. The baby will be hungry." Sylvan Cheney coaxed.
"I really can’t eat anymore." Jasmine Yale simply moved over to Sylvan’s side, sitting on his lap, lifting her head, "I’m not drinking it, I’m full."
"Little one, should I feed you? Hmm?" Sylvan patted her buttock.
Saying so, he picked up the bowl, scooped up some soup with a spoon, and fed it to her himself: "Open wide."
Jasmine Yale had no choice but to obediently comply.
The small half bowl of soup was soon finished.
