Fated love: the unwanted bride

Chapter 589: Chapter 589: Dad loves you, and also loves Qi Qi

Long eyelashes bat in anticipation, her eyes filled with endless hope!

Jasmine Yale opens the text message: “Little Chale, can you read this? What words do you recognize? Hmm?”

Chale Cheney seriously reads the message next to Jasmine.

His little finger pointing at the screen.

“Daddy loves you, loves Jasy, Happy New Year. — Sylvan Cheney.”

Unexpectedly, the little guy recognizes all the words.

He reads them one by one, which makes Jasmine feel awkward.

She hasn’t read it yet and didn’t expect the content to be so embarrassing.

If she had known, she would have read it first.

This Charles Mcintosh, of all the things he could send, why this?

On the contrary, the little guy is overjoyed, reading the message over and over again.

“Jasy, this is the first time Elder Cheney said he loves baby.” Chale Cheney is ecstatic.

His big eyes batting, they shine brighter than the stars in the sky!

Jasmine reluctantly moves her mouth, Charles Mcintosh is certainly a trickster.

However, as long as the little guy is happy, believing it’s really from Sylvan Cheney.

Thinking of this, Jasmine’s heart aches, she turns her face away, unable to bear the sight of the little guy’s happy eyes.

Chale Cheney gives the phone a silly kiss.

“Baby misses Daddy, misses, misses, misses…” The little guy chants persistently.

It’s been many days since he’s seen Elder Cheney.

Will Elder Cheney look more handsome the next time they meet?

Definitely.

Aunt Yolanda lied to him… humph, he doesn’t like Aunt Yolanda anymore.

After a while, as if the little guy remembers something, he shakes the phone.

“Jasy, Elder Cheney does like you, I told you Elder Cheney likes you.” Chale Cheney is so happy.

Although he’s only three years old, he understands what “love” is.

Like how he loves Jasy!

Jasmine is more embarrassed, Charles Mcintosh, really!

Her face alternates between red and white, she avoids his gaze, not knowing how to respond to the little guy.

There’s no way to explain this to a three-year-old child.

“Jasy, please consider Elder Cheney okay? Give him a chance.”

Chale Cheney starts promoting Sylvan Cheney again.

He is very enthusiastic.

In order to make Chale Cheney happier, Jasmine nods her head: “Okay.”

The little guy is even happier!

He grabs Jasmine’s phone, eager to share the news with Elder Cheney.

“Daddy, Jasy said she loves you too. — Baby Chale.”

“Hey! Little Chale!”

Jasmine panics, standing up quickly to yank the phone from the little guy!

But, the little guy sends it too quickly, it’s already sent!

Jasmine is desperate, Charles Mcintosh will laugh at the message when he sees it.

What can she do, she’s helpless too.

However, seeing the little guy’s face filled with a smile, she is content.

Being able to coax the little guy to be happy is the best thing.

“Happy, satisfied!” Chale Cheney tilts his little head, finally puts down the phone.

He feels, Elder Cheney should be very happy too.

Jasmine on the other hand has a helpless expression.

This meal, Chale Cheney eats particularly well, he even continually helps Jasmine pick vegetables.

It is quite late when he finally goes to bed at the insistence of Jasmine.

“Good boy, Little Chale.” Jasmine pats his back, “Go to sleep, goodnight.”

It takes a while for the little guy to finally fall asleep in her gentle touch, his long lashes casting delicate shadows under his eyes, intriguing and exquisite.

Outside snow is falling, the snowflakes dance, wild, desolate.

Jasmine can’t sleep, one arm around Chale Cheney, the other hand scrolling through her phone.

The night seems especially long, isolating.

The northern wind blows at the window, creaking.