In the middle of the night, Jasmine Yale woke up without knowing what time it was.
It wasn't Kade Yuvan who woke her, but the pain in her stomach.
Her stomach cramped in waves, and when Jasmine Yale woke up, her head was covered in sweat, even her back was soaked.
"Sylvan..." In a daze, the first name she blurted out was Sylvan Cheney's.
Subconscious thoughts seemed to have taken root and sprouted.
The stomachache was intense.
The baby...
No...
No...
Jasmine Yale was completely exhausted, reaching a hand out from under the covers, grasping at the empty air.
Her entire body was drenched in sweat.
Her stomach continued to hurt.
"Kade..." She regained consciousness and remembered she was in the hospital and that Kade was there.
She was in so much pain, her voice was small.
At first, no one responded.
In the dead of night, the room was dark and silent, and in the darkness, Jasmine Yale felt both pain and heat.
"Kade..."
Soon after, footsteps could be heard approaching.
