Keith was speechless. There was nothing he could say against what Jasmine said.

He walked away, biting his lips.

Jasmine went into the room and sat beside the bed.

Boyce came in and closed the door. He stood at the door for quite a while before sitting next to her on the bed. He kept a distance between them and remained silent.

The night was falling and the house was getting dimmer.

“Jasmine…”

“Mr. Shawn...”

They called each other at the same time and stopped at the same time.

“Call me Boyce,” Boyce said.

Jasmine smiled, “I almost forgot you are promoted. You must be hungry, let me prepare you dinner.”

She stood up as she spoke and went to the kitchen. Boyce pulled her hand as she walked by.

Jasmine turned and met his gaze; the room was lightened up by the sunset.

"Do you not mind my age…”

"I won't mind if you don't mind be being an orphan." Jasmine interrupted.

Boyce had never cared about that, his only concern was his age.

"I won't mind about that, I know you are a kind girl."

Jasmine lowered her head, blushing happily. Her other hand gripped tight on her shirt, "Do you like me too?"

Boyce was silent for a moment and said, "I suppose."

speechless. Boyce sounded awkward but

you hungry?” Jasmine looked up at him,

“A little,” Boyce said.

it funny and asked, “Do you plan to keep

you, but I don’t want you to be hungry, I’m going to prepare dinner, have some rest here,” she

and watched Jasmine working in the kitchen. She was chopping potatoes, “The principal grew this, look at the

Boyce nodded.

at him. He looked handsome and gentle with

wearing

belonged

Jasmine wanted to buy

clothes and return them to the friend that likes you,” Boyce continued, “I will pay

to owe his ‘rival’

tomato and gave it to him,

being close to you,” Boyce

stern and not uttering sweet words, Jasmine thought he looked cute, like

it,” Jasmine said as she put

out some peppers and asked, “Do you like

Boyce looked at the tomato in his hand,

is how a ripe tomato looks like, the one

had never paid attention to how a

want a bite?” Boyce

was chopping up

saw the tomato near her mouth, he turned it to the side where he had not

is clean,”

her lips and began sobbing. It was

didn’t know why she wanted to cry, was it because this love appeared out of a sudden? Or perhaps because she had been suppressing her emotion so long and finally

explain her feeling now, tears kept rolling

her tears, “Don’t cry, I’ll take

said made

say something wrong?” Boyce was

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