Fated love: the unwanted bride
Chapter 1262: I’m Still a Baby!

Chapter 1262: Chapter 1262: I’m Still a Baby!

"Why, I don’t know," the little guy seems to have a natural power to attract her. As soon as she saw Chale Cheney, her eyes instantly turned into crescent moons smiling.

Across the street, she raised her hand.

"Jasy, Jasy!" The little guy was extremely happy, bouncing on the opposite side of the road.

It was night, and the little figure under the streetlight looked like a lively little rabbit.

The green light came on.

Jasmine Yale dashed across the street!

As soon as she crossed, Chale Cheney cooperatively spread his arms wide, "Hug!"

"Hug." Jasmine Yale picked him up from the ground.

Their coordination was perfect, mind to mind.

Chale Cheney’s body was soft, and his little head rested in Jasmine Yale’s arms, making her heart itch with affection.

His little hands wrapped around Jasmine Yale’s neck, unwilling to let go.

"Little guy, why did you come out alone? Did your grandfather allow you to come out by yourself?"

"Not scared."

"You’re not scared, but I am," Jasmine Yale worriedly stroked his little head.

"I wanted to see Jasy sooner."

"Now that you’ve seen me, are you happy?"

"Happy..." Chale Cheney covered his eyes and secretly kissed Jasmine Yale.

Jasmine Yale, taken by surprise, received a kiss on her cheek.

"You little rascal." Jasmine Yale playfully slapped his bottom.

A year had passed, and Chale Cheney had grown taller, she was having a bit of trouble holding him, her arms sore.

Even so, she wanted to hold him a bit longer, never feeling it was enough.

She thought time would dilute their affections, but for some reason, her feelings for Chale Cheney always remained the same — "irrevocably deep."

It was miraculous.

After a while, Jasmine Yale finally put the little guy down.

A tall and a short, their shadows stretched long under the streetlight as they walked beside the road.

Jasmine Yale carrying a bag, Chale Cheney holding her hand.

The chatty little guy kept talking to Jasmine Yale, "Jasy, I can also have a holiday."

"How many days will you have?"

"Until after the Lantern Festival."

"Aren’t you studying seriously?"

"Yes, I am."

"Then later, Jasy will need to check your homework."

"Don’t...," Chale Cheney whined.

"Did you not do it seriously?"

"You sleep with baby tonight, baby will check it for you."

"Learned to bargain? Who did you learn that from? Little Chale, that’s not good."

"Umm..."

Jasmine Yale held the soft hand of the little guy, chatting as they walked.

Chale Cheney’s personality was very different from his father’s, and Jasmine Yale didn’t understand how such a noble, aloof man could have such a cute baby.

"Jasy, I miss Daddy a bit, he never comes to Lonton to see me, does he not want me anymore..." Chale Cheney was still troubled by this.

"No, he’s just too busy."

"If he keeps being like this, I don’t want him anymore."

"He’s your father, no matter what, you can’t just not want him."

Walking along, Chale Cheney led Jasmine Yale to Lilac Serval’s house.

The place was spacious and bright, already cleaned spotlessly.

Chale Cheney mentioned that after Lilac Serval had left, an auntie came over every day to clean the room, and he generally stayed at his grandfather’s.

Holding Jasmine Yale’s hand, Chale Cheney led her to a guest room, "Jasy, we’ll sleep here tonight!"

"Little guy, you’re so big now, and you still want to sleep with Jasy?"

Chale Cheney, with big eyes, looked at Jasmine Yale, his lips pouting with a look of grievance.

"I’m still a baby!"

"Baby, how old are you now?" Jasmine Yale bent down, teasing him.