Fated love: the unwanted bride

Chapter 668: Chapter 668: Hugging Her Neck and Calling ‘Mom

Fortunately, Zaiden Santos did not pester her again that night and left early the next morning.

Ann Nolan didn’t care whether he left early or came back late.

She did care a lot at first when they were newly married, but now, she no longer has any feelings about it.

His early departures and late nights were either for work or for another woman.

Early in the morning, Jasmine Yale called her again.

“Ann, have you gone to work? Are you feeling better?”Nôv(el)B\\jnn

“I’ve taken a few days off, and I plan to go to the Even Mount Scenic Area for a few days.”

“Is there something wrong? Are you going on a vacation? Don’t tire yourself too much.”

“I’m going to see my grandfather. He’s on vacation there and has been saying he wants me to come over.”

She planned to use this opportunity to obtain the company authorization for Zaiden on his behalf, but it wasn’t easy to trick her grandfather, this required some time and effort.

Dealing with her grandfather was always more relaxing than dealing with Zaiden Santos.

“In that case, make sure to bring enough clothes, avoid catching a cold, and have fun,” Jasmine Yale advised.

“I’m afraid it will be a while before I can see you again.”

“That’s OK, I’ll be in Landon. I’m not going anywhere,” Jasmine Yale laughed.

“Make sure you study hard. If you don’t understand something, you can ask Professor Mackenzie, he’s a pretty good person, right?”

“Professor Mackenzie is gentle and kind, his wife is too, it’s really hard not to envy them, they have such wonderful children.”

“Yes, if you have time, you can visit the Mackenzie Family more often. They are now semi-retired and have more free time.”

“I will.”

Jasmine Yale and Ann Nolan have a lot in common. Although she doesn’t like Zaiden Santos much, she really likes Ann Nolan.

It’s hard to understand why Zaiden Santos cheated on his wife when he has such a good wife.

Perhaps people are never satisfied.

Jasmine Yale put down the phone and took Little Chale to school.

She wasn’t too busy with work these days and would usually send Chale Cheney to school first before going to Respected Majesty.

Today, the weather was fine.

When they got to the nursery, Little Chale waved goodbye to her, carrying his big yellow duck backpack.

“Bye Jasy, bye Uncle Driver,” he said.

“Bye-bye!” Jasmine Yale also stood by the car door and waved back to him.

The Cheney Residence’s driver was full of warmth and joy.

“Mrs. Cheney, Young Master is so cute. Such a well-behaved child, I would like to have one too.”

“Yes, he is quite cute and especially well-behaved.”

Moreover, he never throws tantrums with her.

At most, he is stubborn with Sylvan Cheney.

Sylvan Cheney hasn’t been home in a few days, and Little Chale has been insisting on sleeping with her every night.

Sometimes, the little fellow would talk in his sleep, hugging her neck and calling her “mommy.”

In the dead of night, every time that happened, the softest parts of her heart would melt like honey.

Three years ago, when she was pregnant with Little Rascal, she would daydream about it every day, hoping that her baby would be close to her and that his first words would be “mommy.”

She would give him the best of everything, as long as she had it.

“Mrs. Cheney, shall I take you to the office?” The driver asked.

“Yes.” Jasmine Yale got into the vehicle and smiled. “Don’t call me Mrs. Cheney. Call me Jasmine Yale.”

“Mr. Cheney told us to call you ‘Mrs. Cheney’; we wouldn’t dare to disobey.”

“He was just joking with you.”

The driver gave an embarrassed laugh, jumped into the driver’s seat, and drove Jasmine Yale to Respected Majesty.

At the nursery, Chale Cheney attended his classes obediently.

During their afternoon activity class, the teacher took them outdoors to collect specimens.

The pretty little yard was basking in the sunlight, radiating fresh fragrances and vibrant colors.