Fated love: the unwanted bride

Chapter 876: Chapter 876 Jasy Sorry for Him… Chapter 876: Chapter 876 Jasy Sorry for Him… When Jasmine Yale carried her suitcase down the stairs again, it was already noon.

She hadn’t expected the process to drag on this long.

The villa was especially quiet at noon, with only the sunlight streaming down from the sky.

Most of the servants were resting, and not a sound of conversation could be heard.

After Chale Cheney left, the villa became even quieter.

The trees in the courtyard had already begun to sprout, though now they were still bare branches, soon they would grow green leaves.

Many sparrows were hopping and jumping joyfully on the courtyard’s open ground.

Butler Santana heard the noise and looked towards the staircase.

He had not expected to see what he saw, and was startled.

“Miss Yale, are you leaving?” He hurried forward.

“I should go home.”

“Go home? Which home? Isn’t it good living here? Are the kitchen meals not to your liking?”

Jasmine shook her head, “No, it’s very nice here.”

“Then is it… because the young master left?”

“Not really, it’s just time for me to leave.” Jasmine didn’t know how to explain to Butler Santana.

“This…” Butler Santana hesitated.

He had not seen Mr. Cheney come downstairs, and had waited a long time, only to see Jasmine Yale dragging her suitcase.

“Butler Santana, I am leaving. It was nice to have met you, until we meet again if fate allows,” Jasmine said with a slight smile.

She was still wearing the white jacket from the morning, looking youthful and radiant, very young.

She was young indeed, and when she smiled, she resembled a freshman college student.

“Miss Yale, are you really leaving? Will you not come back then?”

“I won’t be back, take care.”

“Did you have a falling out with Mr. Cheney…” Butler Santana asked softly.

“No…”

“Then why not have lunch before you go? The kitchen has prepared many dishes today, and I’ll call Mr. Cheney down. He has been very tired these past few days.”

“No thanks.” Jasmine declined, “I’m not hungry.”

“Miss Yale, you’ve just recovered, your fever has just subsided, you mustn’t overexert yourself! I made chicken soup, you haven’t even tried a sip…”

“Butler Santana, thank you, and if possible… please take good care of Chale. If he asks about me, tell him his Jasy went abroad to study, that she will earn a lot of money to buy him new clothes, tasty foods… Jasy broke her promise, she won’t be able to take him to the kindergarten parent-child activity… Jasy is sorry to him…”

Suddenly, a wave of sadness surged from her throat.

Sour, spicy.

Every mention of Little Chale brought her emotions to the brink of her control.

Baby…

Her adorable Little Chale, who always made her smile, complimented her beauty, and wiped her tears.

Next time they met, would he have grown very tall, and would he still recognise her?

She wished she could hug him once more…

She really hadn’t expected Sylvan Cheney to send Chale Cheney away without saying a word, without any warning.

“Miss Yale…” Butler Santana also felt a tinge of sadness.

“Butler Santana, do you think he will miss me?” Jasmine was still distressed, her eyes rimmed red.

When she left, she returned the bracelet Sylvan had given her, only taking with her the red string Little Chale had tied and some small gifts he had given her.

“Miss Yale, don’t be upset, there will be other chances to meet,” Butler Santana didn’t know how to comfort her.

Jasmine raised her hand and wiped her eyes.

She smiled faintly, her lips curving upwards in a clean, bright arch.

Her not-so-long hair was tied up with a headband, adding to her lively and sunny demeanor.

Her hair, had it grown long yet?