Charles Mcintosh heard Jasmine Yale's laughter, as if she didn't care much.
He frowned tightly, "Miss Yale, don't you care about him being with Miss Janus?"
"I only care about whether he's doing well. As long as he's happy, I won't disturb his life." Jasmine Yale took a sip of milk tea, "Mr. Mcintosh, don't worry, I know my limits."
"I know you have your limits, but I feel sorry for you. You're pregnant on your own, it's really..."
"As long as he's alive, that's my happiness."
Charles Mcintosh didn't know what to say, he knew Jasmine Yale had always been stubborn.
Once she decides on something, she won't change.
Forget it, this matter isn't something that can change just because you want it to.
Sylvan Cheney's head injury was quite serious, according to the information he gathered, Sylvan Cheney might never remember Jasmine Yale again.
Perhaps it's fate, perhaps heaven thinks they shouldn't be together.
