"Jasy, do you truly no longer need me? I miss you so much, really, I miss you so much..." Chale Cheney asked, his voice full of grievance.
He hadn't seen Jasmine Yale for a while now.
Occasionally, he would see glimpses of Jasmine's life through Elder Cheney's mobile phone.
But he misses her dearly, so much so that he can't concentrate in class.
This time, he had prepared so much to say to her, thinking they could still be like before.
Eating together, bathing together, sleeping together.
He could nestle in her arms, listening to her stories.
She would also cheer him up.
Chale Cheney genuinely believed they could be just like they used to be.
He even brought her a little gift...
But, she didn't even give him the chance to present it...
"Jasy, Jasy..." Chale Cheney chased after her, his cries tearing at his heartstrings.
The receptionist couldn't help but glance in their direction.
The secretary was a little flustered. After all, Young Master was still just a child.
