Chapter 2423: Chapter 2423: Lying on the Cold Operating Table
She couldn’t remember anything else, but she knew that Mr. Cheney called Evan, and she also knew Mr. Cheney worked at James Group.
Butler Santana stared at the screen in shock, momentarily forgetting to breathe, as all the noise around her seemed to freeze; she could only hear the voice of the TV host.
The TV screen switched to a scene resembling an opening ceremony.
On the screen, journalists gathered like clouds.
A man in his fifties or sixties, full of vigor, faced the reporters and articulated the concept of the new financial district in fluent English!
This man, Butler Santana didn’t recognize, but the subtitles showed his name: Kieran Janus.
The opening ceremony at eight past eight had already passed.
Sylvan Cheney widened his eyes, attempting to spot Mr. Cheney among the crowd.
She didn’t even know what kind of mood she was in trying to find Mr. Cheney, but at that moment, she genuinely hoped not to see him; definitely not to see him.
But she was disappointed...
The camera swept past the podium, briefly flashing Sylvan Cheney’s handsome, attractive face.
Butler Santana closed her eyes, unwilling to watch anymore, feeling a stinging pain in her heart.
She had already seen Jasmine Yale as her own daughter, seeing her daughter lying alone on the cold operating table giving birth was already hard, let alone now...
Why does it have to be like this.
Is this project’s opening ceremony really that important? Important enough for him not to come, even when Jasmine is giving birth.
The news was brief, switching to other stories in a few minutes.
There was a roaring buzz in Butler Santana’s ears as if a thousand bees were humming. She didn’t know what to think or say, her throat tight, a sour feeling filling her chest.
Is it because Jasmine didn’t tell him the baby is his? But even without telling him, since he chose to be with Jasmine, why not come to see her at such a time?
The young master isn’t Jasmine’s child, and Jasmine treats him well too, wholeheartedly.
Butler Santana suddenly felt a bit disappointed in Mr. Cheney.
Just an opening ceremony, after all.
Half of the white porridge in the bowl remained, and Butler Santana sat in place, unable to eat any more, lacking even the strength to raise her hand.
It felt like a part of her was being taken away, empty and hollow.
She had never given birth, but she knew how difficult it is for a woman to give birth.
She even somewhat suspected that Jasmine Yale had already known about this long ago.
For a long while, Butler Santana shook her head, her face pale as paper.
She stood up and walked back to the maternity ward upstairs.
Today was sunny, with no clouds in sight, the sky was azure, and the wind was pleasant.
The first day of the year, also a brand new beginning.
When she reached the maternity ward, Jasmine Yale still had no news.
Butler Santana went to the room, gulping down warm water, feeling flustered.
She suddenly kind of understood why Jasmine Yale hadn’t been talkative these past few days, and preferred standing quietly by the window, gazing at the scenery.
When people are in extreme distress, they often exhibit unusual calmness.
Jasmine Yale probably was.
"Aunt Santana, not feeling well? Did you stay up all night? You don’t look well," Mrs. Kimberley asked with concern.
"Aunt Santana, you should get some sleep, we’re watching. We’ll wake you if there’s any news," Mrs. Connor also kindly suggested.
Butler Santana shook her head: "It’s alright, I’m staying with Jasmine."
"But you haven’t slept all night, you’ll exhaust yourself like this."
"It’s okay, really, it’s okay. She’s alone in the maternity ward, she must be scared." Butler Santana said softly, with resignation.
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