Chapter 220: Still So Fond of Crying

Jasmine Yale was trapped in the back seat by him, unable to move.

Her eyelashes dropped instantly, her eyes filled with misty tears.

"Mr. Cheney, I'm sorry. When someone does something wrong, they should pay the price." Jasmine Yale looked down, "I won't see Little Chaley...after today."

She had made a huge decision.

She hadn't known the little guy for a long time, but he'd already nestled deep in her heart.

Now, saying these words was like stabbing herself in the heart.

"This time, it was my mistake. I'm willing to accept responsibility." She spoke word by word, calmly.

"Responsibility? You speak of it so lightly. Jasmine Yale, what can you offer for responsibility?"

Sylvan Cheney let her lean against his arm, his hot breath brushing her face.

Jasmine Yale looked at him, her eyes red.

"I…" Her eyes were reddening."

She really...didn't have anything to offer Little Chaley.

Yeah, what could she offer for responsibility?