He tilted his little face up, blinking his big eyes, his long eyelashes trembling slightly.
"Why isn't Jasy speaking? Does she not recognize him?"
Jasmine Yale's heart suddenly started to thump rapidly, a hard-to-describe taste spreading throughout her body.
Her throat tightened, her nose soured, and her eyes welled up with sparkling tears, as if a layer of frost had covered the bottom of her eyes.
It was the little guy.
The little guy had grown taller.
"Little Chale..." Jasmine looked at him and forgot to blink, "Little Chale..."
"Hmm, it's baby."
Chale Cheney suddenly let go of Lilac Serval's hand, dashed forward, and plunged into Jasmine Yale's embrace!
Jasmine dropped the shopping bags she was holding, squatted down, and scooped him up in her arms.
The little guy giggled, his soft little hands tightly hugging Jasmine's neck, refusing to let go.
He still had that fresh and pleasant milky scent on him.
