Chapter 588: 588: Baby Chale who loves you
Charles Mcintosh glanced at the dark night outside and the floating snowflakes.
“Hmm, I’m not going home this year.”
“Mr. McIntosh, please take care of yourself, and remember to call your family.” Jasmine Yale said with a smile.
She had no family and hadn’t experienced affection for many years.
“Miss Yale, if you need anything, let me know. Please take good care of the young master. I’m only at ease when he’s with you.”
“Mr. McIntosh, you trust me so much.”
“Hmm.”
Jasmine Yale felt touched by Charles Mcintosh again, warmth filling her eyes.
She didn’t have much interaction with Charles McIntosh, but she was happy when he said this.
“Jasy, Baby Chale has prepared your favorite fish balls.” Chale Cheney shouted from the dining room.
“Coming!” Jasmine Yale replied, then turned to Charles McIntosh, “Mr. McIntosh, I’ll go and be with Little Chale.”
“Ok.”
Charles Mcintosh heard Chale Cheney’s voice too, there was excitement amidst its childishness!
Charles Mcintosh smiled and hung up the phone.
Jasmine Yale returned to the living room.
The little guy had already placed the hot fish balls in Jasmine Yale’s bowl with a spoon, his little face serious.
“One, two, three…”
“What are you counting?” Jasmine Yale said, stroking his little head.
“A total of six, all for Jasy.”
“Here, Jasy will share with you.”
Jasmine Yale sat shoulder to shoulder with Chale Cheney, their heads close together, intimately close.
Without Charles Mcintosh saying so, she would take care of the little one too.
She was always clear about who she loved and disliked. Now that Sylvan Cheney was gone, it was natural for her to take care of Chale Cheney.
That person had also raised her for twelve years.
Moreover, the little guy was so cute. She was blissfully happy when with him.
She remembered how her heart bled when she first decided to ignore the little one.
Inside the house, the atmosphere was harmonious. The hotpot was steaming, sending off a delicious aroma.
“Jasy, can I borrow your phone to call dad?” Chale Cheney bit his chopsticks and suddenly spoke, “Dad never takes the initiative, Humph.”
Jasmine Yale’s heart skipped a beat.
She quickly said, “Dad’s been really busy with work recently. How about we send him a text message? If he doesn’t reply, we shouldn’t blame him, okay?”
Chale Cheney tilted his head.
After a while, he nodded.
Jasmine Yale let out a sigh of relief.
The little guy was really sensible, and he listened well.
Jasmine Yale handed her phone to him, and he started to draft a text message sincerely.
He didn’t know many words, but it was enough to send a New Year’s message —
“Dad, Happy New Year. ——Love, Baby Chale.”
Jasmine Yale watched him send the text, a smile playing at the corners of her lips.
But within a few seconds, the smile disappeared into endless bitterness.
Little Chale’s text message, that person would never receive.
Sylvan Cheney, your baby is so cute, how could you abandon him?
After sending the text, Chale Cheney gave the phone back to Jasmine Yale.
“Jasy, let me know when dad replies.”
“Okay, but let’s eat first, okay?”
“Hmm!”
Taking advantage of a break to go to the bathroom, Jasmine Yale sent Charles Mcintosh a text message —
“Could you please reply to Little Chale’s text using Sylvan Cheney’s phone? Thank you.”
Charles Mcintosh glanced at the text and smiled.
This trick worked well, and not long after, Jasmine Yale showed the reply on her mobile phone to Little Chale.
“Little Chale, look, dad replied to you.”
“Where, where?” Chale Cheney was delighted and quickly leaned in.
His head leaned against Jasmine Yale’s.