Through the phone, Jasmine Yale gave him a kiss, and the little guy instantly started bouncing around, filled with joy.
Hearing Chale Cheney's laughter, the pain in Jasmine Yale's belly diminished a lot, but her face didn't look good. Her brows were furrowed, and her lips were somewhat pale.
She wasn't in good health, coupled with the terrible emotions during early pregnancy, making her pregnancy more difficult than others.
During the previous hospitalizations, she had received quite a few injections to protect the pregnancy.
On the other end, the little guy didn't want to hang up the phone at all, wanting to hold the phone and keep talking to Jasmine Yale.
"Jasy, my desk mate changed, and a little girl from Fraance came. Her name is Macy, and her English isn't good. She often asks me to teach her."
"Do you like her?"
"I like her, she's really pretty."
"You like someone just because they're pretty?"
