Fated love: the unwanted bride

Chapter 2396: Chapter 2396: Afraid of People Discovering Her Pregnancy

Not knowing how long she had stood there, it wasn’t until the cold wind hit her face that she tightened her scarf and silently left.

The mall was brightly lit, and the temporary clearing had not dampened anyone’s shopping enthusiasm. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com

The baby’s breath flowers Jasmine Yale bought seemed lost somewhere, probably dropped amidst the crowd earlier.

Lost items can never be recovered.

Jasmine Yale walked slowly on the street, following the bright road without any particular destination.

The weather was getting colder.

Jasmine Yale didn’t linger long on the street. After wandering aimlessly for a while, she left.

At home, Butler Santana had already prepared hot water.

Jasmine Yale searched the closet for clothes, only to realize she couldn’t find a sweater she loved. It must have been left at Sylvan Cheney’s apartment.

She knew the code to Sylvan Cheney’s apartment and could go there anytime, but after glancing at the closet, she didn’t feel like retrieving it.

If it’s gone, it’s gone. She could always buy another one someday.

"Miss Yale, the landlord came by tonight to collect the rent. That old white lady is really annoying. I told her you’d pay tomorrow, but she insisted that you transfer the money tonight," Butler Santana shrugged.

Jasmine Yale smiled, "I know, I’ll pay the rent to her in a bit."

"Miss Yale, are you going to stay here next year?"

"I’ll stay for now. I’ll make plans after the baby is born."

"Time flies. I’ve been in Cakago for over six months now, and it’s almost New Year."

"Christmas is coming soon."

"Christmas is a Western holiday; we don’t celebrate it. We celebrate New Year’s and the Spring Festival. Miss Yale, you and Mr. Cheney should plan well for the Spring Festival this year and make it lively. These past few years, Mr. Cheney hasn’t really cared much about the Spring Festival."

"For New Year’s, children are more interested. Adults don’t really have the enthusiasm," Jasmine Yale said with a smile.

"This year is different; you’ll have a baby this year."

Jasmine Yale didn’t respond, gently stroking her belly.

"Miss Yale, go take a bath. I’ve prepared the hot water for you."

"Okay."

Jasmine Yale entered the bathroom; she didn’t find being alone at home much of an inconvenience. Many things she used to depend on, she had gradually learned to do by herself, like drying her hair.

She could dry her hair herself, though it was a bit tiring.

After bathing, she placed the blue figurine from the ramen shop on the desk, giving it a playful flick and smiling.

She paid the rent to the old white lady and then carefully calculated the money in her account.

Her savings were not much, mostly from scholarships, part-time jobs, and employment. But this year, expenses had been heavy, from rent to hospital stays to buying things for the baby. Her account balance was running low.

She stared at the number in her account, lost in thought.

There wasn’t much money left.

Rent was a significant expense.

Giving birth was another enormous expense.

It was as if she was back six years ago, during her university days.

Back then, it was even harder, with virtually no income, relying only on some money from part-time jobs at school.

At that time, she was terrified of being discovered pregnant and lived alone outside the school, renting the cheapest place possible, skimping on prenatal checkups, and never minding about nutritional supplements. freeweɓnovēl.coɱ

Now, thinking about it, she felt she let that baby down.

The number in her account made her anxious.

Jasmine Yale bowed her head, feeling both indecisive and hesitant internally, with a complex mix of emotions.

What should she do? She couldn’t go back to work immediately after giving birth.

Both work and part-time jobs were gone, and she no longer had any source of income.