Fated love: the unwanted bride

Chapter 583: Chapter 583: Who Is the Man Holding Her?

Jasmine Yale laughed.

Yet Joe Heath was quite hurt.

He only said one sentence, while Chale Cheney said so many more.

“Uncle Heath, you can go home now. The baby wants to be alone with Jasy.”

Saying so, Chale Cheney held on to Jasmine Yale’s neck.

As if declaring his ownership.

“You’re just using me to get to your own ends,” Joe Heath complained, “Such a little tyrant.”

He had even mastered the principle of making use of things and people for his own gain.

All his efforts on him had been in vain.

Despite the fact that he had spent the whole day playing with the kid and hadn’t accomplished anything else.

“Thank you,” Jasmine Yale said to Joe Heath.

“Why are you thanking me,” Joe Heath wasn’t pleased. Should she be using such a word with him?

“Uncle Heath, see you tomorrow, you should go home now,” called Chale Cheney.

“Alright, your uncle is leaving, you need to be good.”

“Okay,” Chale Cheney crisply agreed.

Joe Heath dumped the items he had bought on their doorstep before bidding farewell to Jasmine Yale.

“Jasy, Uncle Heath took the baby to so many places and even taught him how to play games!”

“Children shouldn’t be playing games.”

“I know, we only played for a little while.” Chale Cheney was very obedient.

Jasmine Yale just nodded, without saying much more.

With Lunar New Year around the corner, it’s not a big deal for a child to play around a bit.

But every time Jasmine Yale thought about the incident that night, her heart pounded uncontrollably.

It was constantly beating, without pause.

“Jasy, baby is going to take a bath. Want to come?” Chale Cheney blinked.

“Little Chale should bathe by himself, be good.” Jasmine Yale patted his head.

The little guy was becoming more and more adorable and sensible with each day.

“Okay!”

Chale Cheney then bounded off towards the bathroom.

At this moment, Jasmine Yale received a text message. It was from Joe Heath –

“There’s a small airplane in the shopping bag. When you have a chance, give it to Chale and tell him his dad bought it for him.”

In that instant, Jasmine Yale was reduced to tears.

She hadn’t expected Joe Heath to have such a thoughtful moment.

Just thinking about him caused Jasmine Yale’s heart to tremble nonstop.

Her sobs echoed softly within the bedroom.

…

Jasmine Yale kept waiting for the news about the shooting in the city center that night.

But, there was nothing on the second day, and the third day too.

Such a big incident, it seemed like it never happened. All forms of media didn’t mention anything.

Jasmine Yale went back to the scene earlier the next day, only to find –

The place was completely clean and empty.

Jasmine Yale felt a sense of unreality, even doubting whether the events of the previous night were really just a dream?

She originally thought she could find some information and clues from the news, but it looked impossible now.

Five lives had just mysteriously vanished.

And no police officers called her in for an interrogation either.

Jasmine Yale really couldn’t guess who the man that held her last night was.

Even though, his scent was exactly like the one.

She had been with him for twelve years, she wouldn’t mistake him.

But he – he was dead.

Had she had a hallucination? Jasmine Yale didn’t know.

She shakily handled all the preparations for the Lunar New Year, took care of Little Chale, and prepared to welcome the new year.

This Lunar New Year was unlike any before.

Sylvan Cheney was still absent, but a little guy had been added to their family.

With Joe Heath’s protection, Tomer and Yolanda Fern didn’t come to take little Chale, but she was still worried that they would snatch her away.

Somehow, she had the feeling that Yolanda Fern had changed, no longer that fond of Chale Cheney.

She dared not leave Little Chale in their hands.

Because, she feared Yolanda Fern might tell him again that his father is no more.

At least let the little fellow have a happy Lunar New Year.