Divorce Time

Chapter 295

Charlene reached out to hold her steady, preventing her from tumbling over.

As soon as she got close, the familiar scent of Vesta’s perfume wafted into her nose again.

Charlene took Jasmine’s backpack and placed it gently on the sofa. Just as Jasmine dashed toward the bed, Charlene grabbed her by the arm and asked, “Have you taken a shower?”

“Yes, I have.” Jasmine said.

If she had showered and still carried Vesta’s scent, it suggested one of two possibilities: either Vesta was living with her and Thorne, or Thorne and Vesta had together dropped her off. Evidently, they had chosen not to come into the building with her.

Charlene said calmly, “You’re all sweaty. How about changing into some fresh clothes?”

Jasmine remembered she had been running around after her shower and might have sweated a bit. She nodded and obediently headed to the bathroom to change.

Meanwhile, Charlene continued sorting through her papers..

When Jasmine emerged, now in clean clothes, she rummaged through her backpack and pulled out a small bunny–shaped lantern. “Mom, look! A lantern!”

at it. “This is-”

for me! Isn’t it cute and

Charlene replied, “…Yes.”

lights, flicked on the lantern, and excitedly shared, “Doesn’t it look even prettier with the lights

prettier.” After a moment,

she produced another lantern. “Daddy got me two, and! saved this one for you. Will you take a

already had my shower, maybe tomorrow. You just changed too; you don’t want

slightly dampened by Charlene’s response. Her excitement and joy took

a month since Jasmine last saw Charlene. Realizing Charlene wasn’t very interested in the lantern, she stopped trying to sell the idea and instead put the

set her papers aside. “Yes, what is

remained quiet, but then she slipped off her shoes and climbed into Charlene’s lap. “I missed you so much,” she murmured as she wrapped her arms around Charlene’s neck and delivered two swift kisses to her cheek. Breaking into a

She could tell Jasmine’s

the bed and covered her feet with a blanket.

me to wait

murmured an acknowledgment and didn’t pursue it further.

bed