Chapter 2403: Chapter 2403: Whether They Leave Her or Stay by Her Side
The numbers on the elevator display were changing.
"Ding"—
The elevator stopped.
When Jasmine Yale entered, there was no one in the elevator.
In winter, the scenery in this high-end neighborhood was still incredibly beautiful, with many flowers she couldn’t name, decorating the roadside as if it were spring.
There were many people coming and going on the road, Jasmine Yale wrapped her scarf around her neck and walked slowly towards the entrance.
She walked aimlessly, following her heart’s desire.
At this point, there’s nothing that really concerns her anymore because... her baby was about to be born.
Once the baby is born, whether others stay with her or leave her, it wouldn’t matter to her.
With the baby, her heart belonged to the baby.
Thinking about the child in her belly, her heart would feel warm, as if she had eaten honey.
The weather was clear, the sky as blue as if washed.
Jasmine Yale took a taxi home, without lingering any further.
Butler Santana knew nothing about it, and was surprised: "Miss Yale, why did you bring everything back? Aren’t you planning to stay at Mr. Cheney’s place anymore?"
"His is a condo, not quite suitable for a family, so I decided to come back."
"These two dolls are so adorable, were they bought by Mr. Cheney?" Butler Santana was quite delighted while packing the luggage.
Jasmine Yale smiled awkwardly: "Yes, he brought them for me while he was on a business trip."
"Mr. Cheney surely wants a daughter, right? One boy and one girl would be best, the little young master would definitely be very protective of his sister."
"But if it’s a boy, there’s nothing we can do," Jasmine Yale said with a smile.
"A boy is great too, two boys, who knows how much attention they’ll attract from girls."
Jasmine Yale didn’t speak anymore.
What good is attracting attention from girls...
Butler Santana placed the two dolls in the crib, his eyes full of joy.
Jasmine Yale felt nothing much, she sat on the balcony, continued to browse her books, she called Chale Cheney and also spoke a few words with Chale’s mentor.
"Sir, any news from Mr. Mcintosh?" she couldn’t help but ask.
"Not yet, since you left last time, I’ve only seen him once, he didn’t look well, seemed to have aged a few years."
"Where has he gone? Did he say anything? Has Little Lilac been found?"
"He hasn’t found Little Lilac, he found a stuffed toy, seemed to belong to Little Lilac, very cute, Chale said the toy cat is called Miu Miu. I asked him where he found it, but he wouldn’t say." The old man sighed, "He was always a rather silent person, now even more so, sitting in one place all day without eating or drinking, not even saying a word."
"Where is he now?"
"I don’t know."
Jasmine Yale felt a sense of indescribable loss in her heart.
Charles Mcintosh was gone, Little Lilac was gone too.
She still remembers the time in Landon, dining with everyone at the Cheney Family’s restaurant, when everyone was still alright.
Dazed, separated by life and death.
Jasmine Yale spoke at length with the old man about Chale Cheney’s affairs before hanging up.
She still remembered the look in Little Lilac’s eyes when she sent her off on the plane, affectionate yet resolute, not expecting that a farewell could be forever.
When someone disappears for more than half a year, where could they go?
Moreover, Little Lilac was somewhat mentally unstable.
Jasmine Yale’s gaze drifted towards the window, her eyes showed no ripples, calm as a peaceful lake.
In winter, all was silent, desolate everywhere.
The bare tree branches were adorned with glistening frost flowers, shimmering under the sunlight.
