Chapter 2317: Chapter 2317: Yet They Drifted Further Apart...
"I’m going out to buy some groceries, you two go ahead and chat." Butler Santana smiled and walked out.
He quickly changed his shoes, grabbed the keys, and left in a hurry.
"Can you tone it down a bit from now on?" Jasmine Yale gave Sylvan Cheney a nudge, her face still flushed.
"Don’t you also like it? Shall we continue?" Sylvan Cheney caressed her chin and pulled her into his arms.
This time, there was no one else around.
"Who’s continuing with you?" Jasmine Yale glanced at him, "Try the Pu’er tea I bought, it’s pretty good. I just told Auntie that for tonight, we’ll have dinner at my place first, and then I’ll go back with you, okay?"
"Sure."
"Aren’t you busy with work? I haven’t seen you doing much all day."
"Busy, but it’s not urgent right now."
"Oh, I see."
Jasmine Yale and Sylvan Cheney sat side by side on the sofa, chatting casually.
Sylvan Cheney noticed there were many little children’s socks and hats next to the sofa, all hand-knitted.
He randomly picked up a sky-blue little sock: "Is this for the baby?"
"Yes, isn’t it cute? My aunt knitted it."
Sylvan Cheney turned the little sock over, examining it for a while, and nodded, "Cute."
So cute, that his heart was rippling with soft waves, feeling as tender as cotton.
The affection that surged filled his whole being, even his sharp eyes carried a touch of gentleness, a rather wonderfully warm feeling spreading through him.
He originally thought he didn’t like children that much.
Seeing him almost taking apart the little sock, Jasmine Yale hurriedly grabbed it and tossed it back into the basket: "What are you thinking about? Are little children’s things that fun to play with? Did you have no childhood or something?"
On second thought, he really didn’t have one.
He was sent to a training camp in Lonton at a very young age, and later, when Qiana Childe brought him back, the Cheney Family was undergoing massive changes.
At fourteen, he took on the heavy responsibility of the Cheney Family.
Actually, she felt sorry for him.
But back then, she was young too, unaware of how tough it was for him.
Later on, when she understood, they had drifted further and further apart...
Sylvan Cheney looked at her innocently, "It’s very cute, can’t I look at it a bit longer?"
"Alright, alright, when the baby is born, you can help put socks on him, okay?"
"I can help with dressing too."
"Okay, I know you’re capable."
"Yes, very... capable." He gave her a cheeky glance and planted a kiss on her chin.
Jasmine Yale glared at him.
What a cheeky charmer.
With no one else at home, Jasmine Yale didn’t bother to get up and just nestled in his arms, chatting away.
Jasmine Yale seemed to have endless things to talk about with him because she realized Sylvan Cheney knew so much, even when she talked about fashion, he was familiar.
Having so much to talk about made things never boring.
He would also share his thoughts with her.
"I saw a watch I liked a few days ago, want to see it sometime?" Sylvan Cheney hugged her.
"Sure, when should we go? Is it a couple’s watch?"
"No. Do you like wearing watches? If you do, I can look for a couple’s one."
"Not really, but if you buy me one, I wouldn’t mind having more."
"Spoiled little thing." Sylvan Cheney fondly ruffled her hair.
Jasmine Yale felt that Sylvan Cheney had changed a lot; he used to never discuss such details with her, let alone consult her.
Now, he wasn’t as domineering and was gradually learning to respect her, to listen to her opinions.
