However, Pehry does not relieve because of her words. He looks at the girl with a complicated
expression, "Jasmine, I...."
Jasmine feels sorry to see him like this, "I know you have your own past. I won't force you to tell me
about it. I'll wait until the day when you are willing to say it out. I'm just worried that you will be
depressed if you always keep it yourself."
But she never expects it to be his wound.
"My past, as well as what have happened to my family, is difficult to describe. It's not that I don't want to
tell you, but I'm not mentally prepared."
"Alright." Jasmine pats him on the back. "It's enough."
Pehry looks somewhat solemn. He is probably thinking of something and is a little absent-minded.
Suddenly, Jasmine leans forward and lightly kisses him on the lips. She comforts him, "Don't be sad,
okay? I will be with you."
I'll be with you.
These simple words get Pehry rid of his gloomy mood. Many people have said similar words to him, but
only Jasmine's can relief him.
"Honey...."
His attractive voice sounds in her ears. She immediately blushes, "I, I should go up now."
"Alright." Even if Pehry is reluctant to part from her, he can only let her go. "Tell me when you're done.
We'll have dinner together if you are free. I'll come pick you up."
Jasmine nods sweetly, "Alright."
Getting off the car, she stands still. The man sitting in the car does not move either. Separated by the
window, they just gaze at each other. In the end, it is Pehry who speaks first.
"Why aren't you leaving?"
"I'll wait for you to leave first. Hurry up and go to work."
Pehry raises his eyebrows, "I'll leave after you go up."
People in love are all alike. Parting from each other even for one day is hard for them.
Jasmine has no choice but wave her hand and turn around to enter the hospital. Even if she is facing
him with her back, she can feel the burning gaze behind her.
Not until she enters the hospital does she heave a sigh of relief. She is so nervous to be stared by him.
However, at this moment, a familiar voice suddenly comes from behind her, "Jasmine? Why are you
here?"
Jasmine trembles and hurries to turn around. Noel, her uncle, is walking towards her with a yellow
thermal container.
Her heart skips a beat. She isn't sure if he has seen her get out of Pehry's car. Uneasiness seizes her.
"Uncle, you're here."
"Yes," Noel waves the thermal container, "I've brought some soup to your father. Since he's sick, he
needs to eat something nutritious. The bone soup has been cooked for nearly three hours."
Jasmine hurries to thank him, "Uncle, thank you!"
"Don't mention it. We're family." Noel waves his hand and replies politely. However, he quickly changes
the topic, "Are you here by taxi? I saw you get out of a black car."
Jasmine trembles. Sure enough, he saw it.
Thinking of the kiss in the car, she feels panic. She hurries to turn her face away, worrying that she will
be seen through. "Yes, I went to school yesterday. I was afraid I might be late, so I took a taxi."
Noel nodded as if deep in thought. "It explains the matter."
Jasmine nods.
Surprisingly, the elevator arrives. Jasmine quickly walks in, as if there were a beast chasing behind her.
They get to the ward together. Today, Cyrus is able to eat some liquid diet that is easy to digest.
Aunt has taken care of Cyrus for the whole night, and she looks haggard. Seeing Noel here, Bridget
asks her to go home with Noel for rest.
Jasmine stays in the ward and helps Cyrus to drink soup while Bridget sends the couple to the elevator.
It is ten minutes later when she returns. She looks strange as she enters the ward.
As expected, just as Cyrus falls asleep, she whispers, "What did you do last night?"
Jasmine swallows her saliva. It's doomed to happen.
"I went back to school."
"I told you to have dinner. And you just disappeared. You even ignored my call. What was so urgent
that you even had no time to pick up the phone?" Bridget is serious. She's really angry.
Jasmine does not dare to fool her around, but she won't admit that she stayed with Pehry, either. She
lowers her head and remains silent, admitting she has made a mistake.
Actually, even if she keeps silent, Bridget knows that she must have gone to see Pehry.
"I thought you were a sensible and good child. I wanted you to cut off contact with him by yourself. But I
don't think you can control yourself now. Since that's the case, don't blame me. From tomorrow
onwards, you'll have to stay in the hospital except for class time. When your father gets better, I'll rent a
house to accompany you and you have to go home after class."
Jasmine does not expect her to be so determined, "Mom!"
"You don't have to say anything. I have made up my mind!"
Jasmine bites her lip and thinks for a while. She has already guessed who has told her. "Did uncle tell it
to you?"
Bridget snorts coldly, "You know that you will be gossiped behind your back?"
Jasmine is at a loss for words. For a moment, she doesn't know whether she should explain to her
mother or blame Noel for making a fuss.
"Think about yourself and then him. Jasmine, you know it clear. We worked hard to bring you up and
send you to a college. We just hope that you can study hard and work hard, find your Mr. Right and
have a peaceful life. We don't need you to marry a rich guy. There's a mismatch between you and him.
Do you understand?" Bridget is so earnest that she almost wishes to show Jasmine her heart.
But can't the rich be sincere? Won't the rich guy truly love a woman?
Jasmine thinks but doesn't say them out. Seeing Bridget's anxious expression and Cyrus’ haggard
look, she has no courage to argue with Bridget.
After pondering for a moment, she holds Bridget's hand. Her skin is rough and dry since she has done
unskilled work for many years. Sorry and heartache, she whispers, "Mom, I see."
Bridget heaves a sigh of relief, "I'm for your own good."
"Yes, I know. I won't see him." At the very least, during Cyrus’ stay in the hospital, she won't see Pehry.
Her family has already in a mess. She can't cause trouble anymore.
The only person she is sorry about is Pehry. She may have to ignore him for a time.
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