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-”

bought it for me! Isn’t it cute and

Charlene replied, “…Yes.”

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

“…Yes, it does look prettier.” After a moment, she asked, “Do

it so much!” Jasmine exclaimed. Then she produced another lantern. “Daddy got me two, and! saved this one for

tomorrow. You just changed too; you don’t want

response. Her excitement and joy took a small hit. “Oh…”

Charlene wasn’t very interested in the lantern, she stopped trying to

her papers aside. “Yes, what is it?”

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 giggle, she added, “Mom, you smell so nice.”

slightly. She paused, then gently stroked Jasmine’s cheek without saying a word. She could tell Jasmine’s face had matured a little, her features shifting slightly, looking a bit more

wasn’t wearing socks. She placed her on the bed and covered her feet with a blanket. “How long will

me to wait here for him to come back.”

acknowledgment and

remembered something else and jumped off the bed to find her backpack. “Mom,