Fated love: the unwanted bride

Chapter 133: Chapter 133: Bring Him Home for One Night

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The little one who just woke up groggily rubbed his eyes and wrapped his arms around Jasmine Yale’s neck.

“No, no…Jasy, don’t go…”

“Ah.” Jasmine Yale was held by the little guy and didn’t know what to do.

“Jasy, don’t leave me behind, I want to sleep with you.”

“Next time, okay?”

“No good…” The little one dragged out the tone.

“Your Uncle Cheney won’t let me take you home.” Jasmine Yale said.

“Then you can take Uncle Cheney home too, wouldn’t that be okay?”

“That’s not allowed.”

“Woo woo, Jasy doesn’t want me anymore, Jasy doesn’t want me anymore. I’m so sad, woo woo… No one wants baby…” Chale Cheney broke into tears as he spoke.

Jasmine Yale felt heartbroken; she couldn’t bear to see the little one cry.

“That’s not true, don’t cry, Jasy wants you.” Jasmine Yale cooed at him.

Sylvan Cheney sat on the side, not saying a word.

Jasmine Yale had no choice but to glance at him: “Mr. Cheney, can I take him home to sleep over for one night, okay?”

“Mr. Yale has said, I must keep an eye on him.” Sylvan Cheney’s voice was indifferent.

“Woo woo, no one wants me.” Chale cried again.

“What should we do, look, Little Chale is crying so bitterly.” Jasmine Yale didn’t know what to do and was anxious.

“Jasy, then you take Uncle Cheney with you, both of you…” Chale reacted with a sobbing voice.

His little eyes were completely red.

Jasmine Yale helplessly replied: “Then, Mr. Cheney, you follow me home, this way you can keep an eye on Little Chale.”

“I’m not particularly thrilled.” Sylvan Cheney’s face was impassive.

What the hell!

She wasn’t thrilled either!

Jasmine Yale was enraged, her eyes flaring like daggers as she glared at Sylvan Cheney.

Very annoyed! Extremely annoyed!

If it wasn’t for Little Chale’s sake, she would have turned against him!

“Uncle Cheney…”

Chale Cheney tugged on Sylvan Cheney’s sleeve pitifully.

“Fine, for Chale’s sake.” Sylvan Cheney opened the car door.

Chale followed suit and hopped out of the car, walking side by side with Elder Cheney.

Jasmine Yale picked up the things from the car and followed them.

This was the second time Sylvan Cheney entered Jasmine Yale’s house.

It was Chale’s second time too; as soon as he entered the house, he threw himself on Jasmine Yale’s bed, laughing happily.

“Jasy, I like your bed.”

Jasy’s bed is only for you to sleep on.” Jasmine Yale laughed.

She put down her things and turned back to tidy up the room.

“Mr. Cheney, sorry to trouble you to sleep on the couch.”

Jasmine Yale brought out a blanket.

“…” Sylvan Cheney raised his brows slightly. “This is your way of treating guests?”

“Otherwise? Chale and I are going to sleep together.”

“Your bed can accommodate three people.” Sylvan Cheney hinted.

Jasmine Yale threw the blanket onto his face: “Be careful about what you say in front of a child, will you?”

Sylvan Cheney embraced the blanket, the corners of his lips curling up.

Without further ado, Sylvan Cheney accepted it.

Jasmine Yale took Little Chale to take a bath. The two were playing and washing.

Chale was so happy, he really liked it here.

Jasy’s shampoo smelled better than his at home!

Sylvan Cheney lied on the couch, browsing his phone.

Jasmine Yale: Mr. Yale, I had a lot of fun with Little Chale today.

Sylvan Cheney sent a message back: Mmm.

In the bathroom, Chale and Jasmine Yale were having a lot of fun.

“Jasy, will you have your own baby in the future?”

“Ah…”

“Will you, will you.”

“Not for now.”

“Woo woo, then when you do have one, will you still love Chale?”

“Of course, if I don’t love you, who will I love.” Jasmine Yale pinched his little face.

Outside, Sylvan Cheney heard..